between darkness and new light

There are times that are not counted. Days between the years. Between what has been, and what has not yet found a name.

On these nights, nothing is explained. We listen. We sense.

The film moves between light and darkness, tradition and presence. It does not document an event, but a perception. Not a record, but a reading.

Club Intervals condenses images, movement, and rhythm into a cinematic state – without original sound, with subtitles burned in. Not to show what happens, but what it does to us.