Moving from "irheb, irheb nami" to a very unique, absurd, what-the-fucky movie that is beautifully and creatively strange.
The first hour is so pleasing to the eye and wonderfully slow whereas the second hour perfectly makes sure to take you out of the ordinary realism and imagination you'd expect from a fleeing soldier. This is not the average film that features a running soldier, not at all. This is so symbolic, religious, even pre-religion and mythological all wrapped uo together.…

Génération hadheya mta3 tounes, mahyesh aka srewel etayha w kal wehed. Wakteli je eli habina alih lkinehom.

This fed my endless and desperate nationalism like nothing else did.
I still remember how proud I was when I found valid proxies to bypass the restrictions back then. I had no clue why blogging sites were blacklisted but I definetly saw myself on top of the world when I found my way in.
I still remember how my parents looked at me…