Three young sisters are set apart by the eruption of Fogo. But they sing. One day we’ll know why we live and why we suffer…
The end, of individual destinies, of civilization, of the world itself, makes us return to the beginning. The Daughters of Fire calls back to Down to Earth (1994), Costa’s second feature, revisiting the volcano Pico de Fogo and the so-termed “daughters of fire” whose figures populated the world around the volcano, a world subjected to solitude and to historical injustice. Not that Costa has ever left Cape Verde – the three sisters singing their pain here might as well be archetypal daughters of Vitalina, fulfilling her journey to return home. Costa’s short reworks a 17th century musical piece into a modern madrigal, achieving in only 9 minutes a sublimation (sic, sublime) of all of humanity’s existential questions and hardships of the soul. Why do we suffer? The screen’s splitting into three is no mere artifice, but rather induces a solemn picturality reminiscent of the triptychs of religious painting – The Daughters of Fire is a sacred gesture on the desecrated altar of contemporary cinema. (Dora Leu)