Jeon Chan-young

An elderly man brings home a broken fan and wrestles with it for hours until the blades spin again. He has put the blades on backward, but the wind is still cool. "My illness is the same as this fan." Suffering from hearing loss and mental disability from a fall, he collects discarded objects in a small patch of woods in the heart of Haeundae and builds a world of his own. His granddaughter, who enrolled at art college only to lose the desire to draw, begins instead to capture her grandfather’s world with her camera. His world is full of useless things and incomprehensible happenings, but she willingly joins him on his outings.

Mother Hyo-jeong moved to a different room three times while living with her mother-in-law. Hyo-jeong, who has been a full-time housewife for 20 years, became her new head of household as a counselor. But her dad still wants the role of her submissive wife. Her mom wants her independence into her safe space. While she lives in each room, her father's intrusion continues. Although her mother keeps moving rooms, her father continues to disturb her mother's space. Will her mom really have her own space, can she have that fifth room?

What if the most inconvenient things were uncovered? I consider myself useless whenever I see the traces of my loathful father on me. The house of my home is not a space for rest, but one for sense of guilt. In there, I put myself into the swamp of self-hatred. The hatred for my father grows bigger when the object of my hatred is directed back to myself. Why should I struggle so hard to be understood by my father, the most useless existence to my understanding? Can I ever run away from myself who finds me through my father?