It’s Angeliki’s 11th birthday, and the whole family has gathered to celebrate the joyous occasion. But while Leonard Cohen’s Dance Me to the End of Love plays and everyone should be in good spirits, the girl heads to the balcony of the small family apartment and jumps off. When Child Protective Services investigates the horrific incident, the family keeps insisting that it was an accident. How can a family survive the suicide of one of its members? Why would an 11-year-old girl take her own life? Why does her mother seem to be sleepwalking? What terrible secrets lurk behind the tragedy? With chilling relentlessness, his strikingly austere staging a model of precision, Greek filmmaker Alexandros Avranas pulls the strings of a sordid tale that’s akin to a modern tragedy. Screened in official competition at the last Venice festival, where it was met with shock, Miss Violence is a cruel, queasiness-inducing attack on the crisis of morals and values that is a direct, almost inevitable consequence of the economic collapse devastating Greece today.