In Yet Another Day in Paradise, paradise becomes an island of queerness in the characters' lives, filled with open reflection. When reality doesn't accept you as you are, you start to create your own existence. And so, every day, you create it in and around you, dismantling and rearranging the accents...
Rearranging it by? Relationships and encounters with those closest to you, which from childhood create a sense of awkwardness, of not fitting in and insecurity. Remember how easily simple comments from the outside can affect and shape perceptions and self-esteem even when it is not very clear why, what and when it is only for girls and when it is only for boys. Paradise here is a shelter of our own making, beyond which we are only physically safe, because there are no barricades for the echoes of emotional experiences.
It is the body and the experience of the body, the corporeality of self and other, the presence of the accepted and the presence of the distant, the overt solitude and the deceptive fullness in front of the other, that are pushing to the fore. And in it are the painful and sensitive stories told through the body. Bodies seeking comfort and becoming themselves while their environment refuses to accept and accept them.
