Nosferatu
Nosferatu
This word resonates in your ears like the cry of a bird death at midnight. Do not pronounce it, otherwise the images of life fade and become shadows, raise your heart dreams of ghostly which will feed on your blood.
This game is between the dream and reality, between doubt and reason, between the desire and the death instinct and the life that fascinate throughout this adventure. By playing with the Oedipus and the bodies of consciousness and unconsciousness, where desires become objects of death, which the viewer may impassive face, understand and live the verge of direct clash between the "Eros "and" Thanatos " in this "Vampire Symphony".
This word resonates in your ears like the cry of a bird death at midnight. Do not pronounce it, otherwise the images of life fade and become shadows, raise your heart dreams of ghostly which will feed on your blood.
This game is between the dream and reality, between doubt and reason, between the desire and the death instinct and the life that fascinate throughout this adventure. By playing with the Oedipus and the bodies of consciousness and unconsciousness, where desires become objects of death, which the viewer may impassive face, understand and live the verge of direct clash between the "Eros "and" Thanatos " in this "Vampire Symphony".
