ThroughTheCurtains

Through the Curtains

an editorial project by Alissa, Marina, Annachiara

Trailer

Concept

——In a seemingly perfect Doll House, beauty and symmetry reign supreme—a world where every detail is meticulously crafted, every movement flawlessly choreographed. But beneath this veneer of perfection lies an unsettling truth: the dolls are prisoners of their own artifice. Bound by fear of the unknown and the imperfections of the outside world, they hide their authentic selves, choosing instead to exist in a fragile, manufactured reality. The film unravels the tension between facade and authenticity, exploring the cost of living in a self-imposed exile of fake perfection. The film unravels the tension between facade and authenticity, exploring the cost of living in a self-imposed exile of fake perfection. As cracks begin to form in their pristine world, the dolls must confront the fear that keeps them confined, wondering whether defense is worth sacrificing their true essence. To confront the suffocating grip of their fake perfection, each doll discovers a unique way to vent—a personal outlet through which they can release their suppressed emotions and hidden truths. A haunting reflection on society’s obsession with perfection and the vulnerability it seeks to conceal.

Dolls

Her porcelain face was flawlessly painted, with soft pink lips that never parted and eyes that shimmered with a lifeless, glassy perfection. But inside, Hera was far from serene. Every day, she watched the other dolls with their effortless grace, feeling a rage that bubbled hotter with each passing moment. It wasn’t that she hated them—she hated the charade, the unspoken rule that demanded she hide every crack, every flaw, every feeling. Her anger had nowhere to go. In the Doll House, emotions were forbidden, messy things that disrupted the illusion. So Hera played her part in the unending routine, all the while feeling the anger press against her chest like a storm waiting to break.

hera

Kiana was known as the most flawless of them all. Her porcelain skin gleamed without a single blemish, her hair cascaded in perfect braids, and her dresses were always immaculately pressed. But what the others admired as perfection was, for Kiana, an endless cycle of fear and rituals. Her days were consumed by routines she couldn’t abandon. Every morning, she arranged her room, ensuring that everything faced precisely the same direction and at the exact same angle. If one thing was even slightly off, she would feel her chest tighten, a rising panic that only subsided when she corrected the mistake. She couldn’t stop it. Kiana wasn’t sure when it had started, this need to control the small things in her world. Maybe it was the endless pressure to be perfect, the unspoken expectation that she, like all the dolls, must always glide gracefully, never falter. Her rituals became her way of fighting the chaos she felt beneath her polished surface.

kiana

Amani was admired for her delicate beauty and poised demeanor. Her porcelain cheeks were always dusted with a soft blush, her figure slender and graceful, as though sculpted from perfection itself. But what the other dolls didn’t see was the battle raging within her—an endless cycle of indulgence and guilt she couldn’t escape. Late at night, when the lights of the Doll House dimmed and the others retreated into their rooms, Amani would sneak into the bathroom where she hid pastries, chocolates, candies. At first, she would take just one, a small act of rebellion against the suffocating perfection. But one wasn’t enough. Soon, she was devouring everything in sight, stuffing herself with sweets until her tiny porcelain stomach felt as though it might crack. In those moments, she felt alive—free from the unrelenting need to be perfect. But the feeling didn’t last.

amani

Moodboard

backstage

Shoots

hover left photos

Brandlist

Noia Milano/ Hyperempty/ Prada/ Nº21/ Tangoli/ Max Mara/ Dennj/ Gentile Milano/ &otherstories/ Lorenzo Seghezzi/ Cornicouture/ Lessico Familiare/ Fabiana Filippi/ Noia Milano/ Hyperempty/

Credits

art direction—styling

Annachiara-Biancaniello
marina-quaranta
alissa-totaro

Direction—dop—editing

giovani elettrici film

photography

marta valdregani

Make-up

sara martinelli
Alessia trotta

cast

Jessica Jean-François
Jennifer Sánchez Aguilar
Fernanda Silva Nascimento

mentors

giulio martinelli
marco celotti
federico casiraghi

location

sofia room como

web—development

cristian d'agostino