Rahima works in a kitchen in Sarajevo to support herself and her 14-year-old brother. It is a miserable, post-war existence where food is scarce, politicians are corrupt and violence is everywhere.
The film is dark, that blue-dark of winter, with the broken feeling of a place ruined by war and not yet recovered. There are questions of religion, morality and emotion. It is beautiful and sad, but annoyingly, things seem very unresolved at the end. Whilst I don’t expect that films tie everything up neatly in a bow for me, I was left with a feeling of hopelessness. I want Rahima’s life to get better in some way, but there was only the slightest of slight glimmers of hope. I wanted more.