Jet Lag

ZHENG LU Xinyuan

Switzerland, Austria〡2022〡Doc〡B&W〡110 min〡Mandarin, English〡Taiwan Premiere
✧ Berlinale Forum 2022
✧ Markers, Hot Docs 2022

A personal essay film shot on ravishing DV moves between different times and places with a perambulating logic: a travelogue of quarantine and family journey that draws lines between Graz, China and Myanmar as well as intimacy, memory and politics.


ZHENG LU Xinyuan
ZHENG LU Xinyuan is a filmmaker and visual artist based in Hangzhou, China. Her recent essay film JET LAG (2022) premiered at 72nd Berlinale, Forum. Xinyuan’s feature debut THE CLOUD IN HER ROOM (2020) won the Tiger Award at Rotterdam International Film Festival. Previously, her short films were selected into various film festivals such as Tribeca Film Festival, First Xining International Film Festival, China Independent Film Festival amongst others. Xinyuan cultivates a personal visual practice that explores the boundaries of various media as well as of articulation itself.

11.07 ㊀ 16:30〡台南新光影城 4 廳
11.11 ㊄ 12:50〡台南新光影城 4 廳〡 Q&A session with the Director
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Since 2020, my sense of time has become blurry. I picked up the project now entitled JET LAG, to keep track of the anxiety and alienation caused by Covid, to study intimacy during quarantine, and to look into my family’s mystery by way of a VHS tape and other footage that I had shot during a family trip to Myanmar. The film begins with an inquiry into my Grandma’s missing father, who left China for Myanmar in the 1940s, and later became a monk. By accompanying Grandma on her journey to get closer to her father, I was also attempting to figure out the weight of memories. As a single child–a bisexual woman–who lives in China’s ever-changing society, I feel at constant odds with family ties. It reached a point where I felt the urge to turn the camera towards myself. The film no longer remained purely visual archaeology, but an essay reflecting on gender, the absence of fatherhood, diaspora, and the liability of memories. Where are we now, where will we be and how are we going to carry on with the burden of past happenings, which to this day still feel so vivid?