Ahmed Issa

Anne is caring for her mother and endlessly assembling ballpoint pens at home. Her monotonous everyday life is only interrupted by the constant ringing of the telephone. The wrong number again. Old conflicts break out again between mother and daughter, the distance between them seems irreconcilable. Until one day the phone rings again.

Mr. Kliminov wakes up in a hospital where no one seems to treat him the right way.

She casts a fleeting glance at him, only to quickly look away again. Likewise, he takes a look at her, only to swiftly avert his gaze. The surroundings are gloomy, strange, somewhat uncomfortable, and slightly too cold. In the background, an overly loud bar concert and noisy backgammon players can be heard. She dares to look at him once more. But does he meet her gaze? Probably not.