During the Syrian civil war, the Yarmouk district, where thousands of Palestinians used to live, became the scene of atrocious fights. The movie follows the destiny of several civilians during the siege, victims of a useless conflict they have no control over; a conflict they have been carrying as a burden for three generations. Shot by a refugee from the camp, the film gives us access to a world which would have otherwise been refused to us. In the camp, when people don’t die because of the bombs, they starve to death. In the aftermath of the siege people end up picking up grass in order to eat and walk in fear of not stepping on something which could become their food. Here children don’t dream of ponies and princesses – they dream of eating bread or a chicken sandwich. Eventually death ends up not scaring anyone anymore because, no matter how grim it might be, it only comes once, whereas what they experience repeats day after day. The film is, at the same time, a love song to freedom and, on the other hand, to a community which is determined to keep holding on and even to find some meaning in what’s happening to them. (Sorana Stănescu)