WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES

The following story is still recounted among the cinephile crowd in Slovenia today: When Franci Slak’s WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES was invited to London for a film festival, the director was asked who he would most like to see turn up at his screening. His answer? Nicolas Roeg – who then actually showed up and loved the film! Which shouldn’t come as much of a surprise: This fable of a woman who gets caught in the web of her own past and memory – or are they her anxious dreams, or even visions? – recalls the work of the great subversive philosopher of British genre-pop. Questions on how we approach memories of crimes long past and what remains of those we’ve repressed were matters of great urgency and immediacy in the heady early days of the Republic of Slovenia.