DREAMS of the DEAD – THE FILM
Documentary, 18 minutes, 2019
DREAMS of the DEAD is a first-person journey propelled by memory and dreams.
When the filmmaker’s grandmother dies a sudden and traumatic death, the house that had been the emotional hub of the family becomes a portal to the past. But suburban development is encroaching, and the house is sold. With its demolition looming, the filmmaker takes us on a compelling voyage of emotional transformation.
Join us for an on-line screening and discussion of DREAMS OF THE DEAD.
DREAMS OF THE DEAD explores the loss of a family home in Richmond that was demolished to make way for new houses, for new families. Co-Director Marlene Rodgers will discuss the film and the idea of “home.” Participants will be encouraged to share their own experiences of “home” and memory, especially in the ever-changing community that is Richmond, and to upload photos and stories to THE MEMORY PROJECT.
This documentary was filmed in Richmond, which is on unceded lands of the Coast Salish People, including the Musqueam, Tsawwassen and Kwantlen Nations.
THE MEMORY PROJECT
In the wake of loss, what remains? Random artifacts, photographs, and places charged with meaning. We encourage you to share an image and your own story of an object, a place, or a photograph with emotional resonance.
In celebration of Culture Days, THE MEMORY PROJECT will be dedicated to images of places and objects that connect you to a home you have lost or left behind in Richmond – or elsewhere in the world, to come to Richmond.
In 1974, Dad bought a duplex in the ‘Glens’, just two years after landing in Canada. He raised three kids and housed his unmarried siblings and widowed mother in that boxy abode, which was renovated to add 2 bedrooms (making 6) and a living/dining room that hosted many gatherings to mark births, deaths, weddings and Canadian holidays. Dad saw memories everywhere and would say “I will die in this house”. And in 2012 he sadly did, causing the home to fill one more time with family and friends sharing our grief. Mom couldn’t stay after that, selling to the neighbour next door who eventually cashed in to sell the whole thing for over $2 mil to a developer. A house filled with generations of love, gone. “What a waste”, says my prescient 5 yr old, as we said good-bye to 9200.Posted: 26,September 2020