Rapid, disjunctive images and sounds from aspects of life in the Dominican Republic - a film dealing with representation itself, within ritual, within cinema, within history, within narrating. The title is a Dominican song, based on a Haitian song, meaning a razor-sharp machete; it is, of course, a complex metaphor within the cultures from which it comes, but also within the film, extending my longstanding interest in edges, borders, horizons, into material of documentary interest.

Partially supported by a grant from NYSCA.

Exhibition: Havana Film Festival; Cine San Juan Festival; Oberhausen Film Festival.