People Passing Through Me in an Endless Procession (Er gaat een eindeloze stoet mensen door mij heen)

Written with poet-playwright Lidy van Marissing, this film consists of a string of scenes featuring the same eight actors, with one unfamiliar face in every set-up. They speak lines while sitting in a church, strolling along a dyke, or playing cards, the text not acted out as such, but declaimed; the performers become corridors for speech. In this revolt against the enchantment of movies, Van de Staak guides us to a liberated zone where the codes of everyday talk and behavior are curiously estranged and upturned.