Our Hearts Beat Like War

A daughter's fantasy of her mother, elusively portrayed at her own magical house and garden. The mother's image and voice are deconstructed and assembled again into an intergenerational sonnet, reflecting the everlasting experience of being a woman, in a w orld of constant feminine evolution.

Between night and day, the hills of a village in Israel. The young Dekel tries pulling himself together from a painful break-up. Within the imprecision of a natural backdrop dipped into the sweetness of the moon, he stumbles upon his friend Doron whose lit-up shoes spread light visible kilometres away. Along with two other boys, they are going to spend the night talking away: talk as much as possible, in a final attempt to give life back to what they share.

Like lost girls on a winter's day, Alona and Hagar ramble through the streets of Haifa. One is escaping her life, the other her future.

It's party night, and volunteering at a youth hotline is Omer's typical excuse not to show up. When he finds out tonight may be his last chance with the girl he fancies, he decides to carry the call center into the night.

Wandering through mysterious paths of a sleepy seaside resort, Zohar seeks clues in hope to discover reasons for her father's absence from a family vacation. Indifferent spaces slowly unfold questions that will echo long after. Inner fear and Obscurity sends Zohar to darker places that threatens the unstable serenity.