Letter from Korlai

Some potted plants, odd hours of wakefulness, and the view from my window. A heliotropic film from the lockdown in Budapest.

Omar is a student from Syria, not a refugee. He was in Budapest on a scholarship when we first met. His voice was frank and his eyes fiery. He had a lot to say but he did not want to talk about the war back home. I filmed as I saw, as I perceived him moving in and out of uncertainty's quiet flicker. An unconventional portrait of my friend when he turned 23. His journey from Syria to Hungary, narrated as a blurry anecdote by the fire.