Dancing on Glass

Director Ksenia Baskakova constructs a narrative at the threshold of silence, where tension emerges not from loud conflicts, but from the nearly inaudible scrape of pointe shoes on linoleum and held breaths in the dressing room.

What lingers after the credits is a sensation of fragility, as if you too are balancing on a razor's edge. It's a study of the toll exacted from the body in the name of beauty, far removed from a simple triumph. — MovieFinder Editorial