Money and Happiness

Life is good in Rabbitland - its rabbit inhabitants have reached the highest stage of evolution where they have no brains and happily spend their days voting in the free and democratic elections.

A film about Jasar, a homeless Roma from Belgrade.

A film about (local) patriotism, tourism and emigration. A girl lives in a gray, isolated country, enclosed by a huge wall. She has never travelled anywhere, but all her life she has dreamt of leaving forever for a perfect world called “Abroad”.

Twenty years after Milena and Stevan fled from war-torn Croatia to Serbia, a journalist investigating refugee stories comes to speak with them.

Milošević’s regime has rigged the results of parliamentarian elections in autumn 1996. This was a cause for mass rallies in Belgrade and other cities in Serbia. The film documents the protests during the first four days of their protests, their political and criticising charge but also the carnival spirit. On the seventh day of the protests the film was edited and had a premiere screening in the Rex Cinema.

Zek, an optimistic pink rabbit, lives in a small, isolated country called Rabbitland and dreams of a better life in a future prestigious city called New Rabbitland. But when a disastrous truth about the construction of New Rabbitland starts to unveil, Zek's illusions about her life, her country and her family all start to crumble and she must choose how and where she sees her future.

The story is set in the Belgrade city center, in the tramway no 2. Once a defining border between the city’s "elite" and "the others", the tramway line no 2 now suffers the consequences of the post-war economic and social decline. The reality boards the line, literally: the war refugees, the social dropouts, the jobless, the alcoholics, the beggars, the retired, and the newcomers that could not fit into the new order, all seeking for a sanctuary. Their entire life is packed in their plastic bags. The passengers go round in circles. The tramway no 2 nickname has been “Hotel Dvojka” (“The Tramway Hotel”) for years now. Like a mirror, coming suddenly after so many years, they are the specters of the past. “We” get to know them, following their daily routine, discovering each of their personal stories step by step. Finally, we realize that their fate could easily become our own.

When the war ends, everybody is trying to wash away the blood from their hands. Is this sufficient to clear also the conscience?