Hema Hema: Sing Me A Song While I Wait is about this fictional Bhutanese ritual where people mask and spend the waning of the moon in a sacred camp in the forest, a liminal time where identity and law are suspended.
In many ways, Hema Hema reminds me of classical puppetry. There is little dialogue, the faces of the players are immobile, and yet so much is pressed into conveying emotion, motivation, and the driving heartbeat of the story. Movement, gestures, glances and music make Hema Hema almost like a dance. The actors give their performances with their breath, their eyes, their step. All builds to a crescendo of violence and then falls away. Memorable.