Runa, in her mid-fifties, leaves her partner after sixteen years. Not angry, not relieved – she is simply done.
She tries to pull herself back into life through new encounters. But what follows is not a departure into freedom but a pattern of hope, projection and disappointment. Runa desires life, but as soon as she reaches for it, it recedes. Closeness, affirmation, freedom – everything seems within reach for a moment and then withdraws again.
Runa searches for anchors. In men, in encounters, in the hope that someone else will tell her who she is. But the harder she grasps, the clearer it becomes that none of it holds. Until she reaches a point where no encounter helps any more and, for the first time, she has to endure herself.
Eine Frau namens Tantalos (A Woman Named Tantalus) tells of longing, repetition and self-deception. Of a woman who must stop looking for herself in the eyes of others in order to find herself again.