A snowy winter’s day in Albania. A crying baby lies in front of a doorstep. That was the day Agim’s life should have ended, in a death meant to settle a debt according to “kanun”, or Albanian customary law. Now living on the streets of Berlin, every day he tries to scrape together a couple cents by collecting bottles for the deposit money. When he learns that Yon, a “friend” from his old homeland, leads a life of luxury in the German capital, he tracks him down. Agim hopes to be able to settle his debt with Yon’s help. But can he trust him? In his directorial debut, Kida Khodr Ramadan examines the laws and limits of honour and tradition.
A snowy winter’s day in Albania. A crying baby lies in front of a doorstep. That was the day Agim’s life should have ended, in a death meant to settle a debt according to “kanun”, or Albanian customary law. Now living on the streets of Berlin, every day he tries to scrape together a couple cents by collecting bottles for the deposit money. When he learns that Yon, a “friend” from his old homeland, leads a life of luxury in the German capital, he tracks him down. Agim hopes to be able to settle his debt with Yon’s help. But can he trust him? In his directorial debut, Kida Khodr Ramadan examines the laws and limits of honour and tradition.