Миний Гэр Саарал

Set in the sweeping silence of rural Mongolia, this film drifts between tenderness and brutality — a meditation on the lives entwined with livestock. The film lingers on the hands that feed and the hands that slaughter, tracing the rhythm of care, necessity, and reverence. Here, the act of killing is not detached from love, but folded into it — a portrait of survival that is both intimate and unsparing.