Marisa is a film for Marisa, my mother, Marisa Rusconi who has been gone for a year. I wanted to tell this personal story, with vaguely biographical elements of Marisa and my sensations on detachment and life, using films from the Rai archive on the subject of migration. In this material, broad and open to the world, I found the elements with which I built the backbone of the film. Then I inserted images and sounds recorded by me in the last few months and fragments of Super 8 filmed by my father, Franco, in the 60s.
