Daughters of the Dust. Julie Dash. 1991.
On the island in between Africa and the calling north, a family is caught between memory and the future. In the rhythm of the waves that lap the shore and the calling of the birds in the forest, time ebbs and flows, in the voices from the past, in the bodies of the women. History and Hoodoo.
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