Tom Zenker

A dark cellar. Two men, a ticking bomb and a tiny window.

A policeman leads a well-ordered life with his wife and 18-year-old daughter. The apparent idyll is abruptly shattered when the daughter is linked to the murder of two police officers, both colleagues of the father. While the daughter remains resolutely silent about the accusations while in custody, the father sees the illusion of his intact family fade more and more.

Two elderly businessmen meet and greet one another with a rather unconventional ritual. A metaphor of the competitive free-market-system.

A dark cellar. Two men, a ticking bomb and a tiny window.

A dark cellar. Two men, a ticking bomb and a tiny window.

A policeman leads a well-ordered life with his wife and 18-year-old daughter. The apparent idyll is abruptly shattered when the daughter is linked to the murder of two police officers, both colleagues of the father. While the daughter remains resolutely silent about the accusations while in custody, the father sees the illusion of his intact family fade more and more.

A policeman leads a well-ordered life with his wife and 18-year-old daughter. The apparent idyll is abruptly shattered when the daughter is linked to the murder of two police officers, both colleagues of the father. While the daughter remains resolutely silent about the accusations while in custody, the father sees the illusion of his intact family fade more and more.

Two elderly businessmen meet and greet one another with a rather unconventional ritual. A metaphor of the competitive free-market-system.