Plot:
In Endless, we are guided through the world by the gentle voice of a woman. It is a mythical voice, a Scheherazade that tells us the timeless story of human life and struggle: “I see a child walking under the rain to a birthday party…” “I see a boy who has not yet found love…” “I see a man who no longer trusts the bank…” We see the ordinary and the grandeur of men and life in a series of apparently trivial moments that reflect the splendor of life: a girl holding the hand of a beloved boy for the first time; a father tying his daughter’s shoelaces in the pouring rain; a young woman waiting for her ap. The finishing touches – but also moments of human cruelty expressed in the banality – a man dragging a cross; a crippled war veteran sitting on the side of the road; a father holding his dead son in his arms – are like the trumpet call of life, about the never-ending, showing us the preciousness and beauty of Your Presence, awakening our desire to keep this eternal treasure and pass it on.