It is the biggest humanitarian tragedy since World War II and the milestone that has
marked this century. Millions of refugees are reaching the shores of Europe running away
from violence, terror, death, carrying only what they can in their arms and risking their
lives in a desperate journey by land and sea, only to find a Europe with closed doors. A European Union that answers this desperate call with indifference and bureaucratic obstacles. The result: Millions of human beings are living in jungles of mud, plastique and misery. “The Last Border” is a three-chapter-story about the trip of refugees from the refugee camp of Calais to United Kingdom.
The first chapter is the story of the destruction of the south part of the camp, which was burnt to the ground. It is also the story of a Syrian refugee who wanted to go back to Syria, and the story about Mohammed Adam, a Sudanese refugee who has spent the last decade fleeing from one war to another.
The second chapter is a road trip, made during the night and in black and white, showing the oppressive atmosphere of the border surroundings and focusing on police control around the area. It is the narrative of one of the last nights of the refugees in Calais, as two weeks later the camp was fully demolished. The point of making this chapter in black and white is also to create a metaphorical border between the first and the third chapter, as in a map borders are made of black dashed lines.
The third, and last, chapter is focused in one person. When I met him, both of us were working in the medical caravans, he as a translator and me as a first aid assistant. His name is Khan and he was born in Afghanistan. This last chapter is his story, from his country to England in one year. He only allowed me to take two photographs of him, as he is still struggling with the asylum process and is scared that showing his face in the media could delay the process even more.