
On her husband's death anniversary, Mari falls asleep, exhausted. Her son, fixated on her black stockings, starts fantasizing. Believing she's sexually frustrated, he begins to see her as a woman and makes his move.








The actress is my type, but the clumsy narration ruins the mood. The whole production feels awkward and poorly executed, which is a shame. It’s known for long scenes, but sometimes it just drags on too long.