Miki Polonski

Struggling with personal and family problems, an Israeli customs officer ends up taking extreme actions.

During the day, Leah works as a maid in a hotel, while Meital, her daughter, sings at night. They live trapped in their relationship, surrounded by the Dead Sea.

Two young boys are sitting on the stairs and playing ball. Then they perform a sexual act with a girl from the building. A friend of the boys watches everything happening from upstairs, several floors above them.

Across from the municipal music hall in Bat-Yam, there is a large, run-down concrete building. It was built as part of the public housing project in the 50s, and most of the tenants have been living there since. The gap between the two buildings is so much larger than the actual distance.

A four-story building in the midst of a city. A bridge runs above it, busy with heavy traffic and passing trucks. Behind the leftmost window on the fourth floor is the residence of two brothers, a mother and a father. A family who perhaps have never had the right to exist.

Struggling with personal and family problems, an Israeli customs officer ends up taking extreme actions.

Struggling with personal and family problems, an Israeli customs officer ends up taking extreme actions.

During the day, Leah works as a maid in a hotel, while Meital, her daughter, sings at night. They live trapped in their relationship, surrounded by the Dead Sea.

Two young boys are sitting on the stairs and playing ball. Then they perform a sexual act with a girl from the building. A friend of the boys watches everything happening from upstairs, several floors above them.

Two young boys are sitting on the stairs and playing ball. Then they perform a sexual act with a girl from the building. A friend of the boys watches everything happening from upstairs, several floors above them.

Across from the municipal music hall in Bat-Yam, there is a large, run-down concrete building. It was built as part of the public housing project in the 50s, and most of the tenants have been living there since. The gap between the two buildings is so much larger than the actual distance.

A four-story building in the midst of a city. A bridge runs above it, busy with heavy traffic and passing trucks. Behind the leftmost window on the fourth floor is the residence of two brothers, a mother and a father. A family who perhaps have never had the right to exist.