Three ex-criminals living as immigrants in Stockholm, Sweden, attempt to forge new lives for themselves on the right side of the law. However, struggling against a lifetime of reckless behavior, they come to realize that the decision to change must be made every single day, and giving up can never be an option.
스웨덴의 시골소년 시몬은 유대계 소년 이삭과 그들의 부모를 만나 책과 음악을 접하며 새로운 세계에 눈을 뜨며 성장한다. 하지만 평온도 잠시, 2차 세계대전이 발발하면서 유대인 탄압이 시작되고 두려움에 떨던 시몬의 부모는 그가 유대계 입양아였던 사실을 말해준다. 충격에 빠진 그는 자신의 핏줄을 찾아 전쟁의 한가운데로 위태로운 긴 여정에 나서는데…
Filmmaker and Iranian exile Nahid Persson talks with Queeen Farah, the widow of the late Shah of Iran, who also has been an Iranian exile since the Shah was overthrown in 1979. A meeting of two women who once belonged to opposite sides in Iran.
In a world of poverty, three young girls of Bangladesh trying to find meaning of life through their dreams. Slavery in modern times. Does it exist and what does it look like? In Bangladesh's textile industry, we see how the mechanisms linked to the western world's fashion industry are ravaging young women's attempts at a dignified life. Sabina, Ruma and Nazjnin work every day from early morning to late evening in the dangerous and dirty environment of the textile industry. The job provides no prerequisites for neither completing schooling, nor being able to move from the conditions in the slum. The rules at the factory are harsh and in order to provide for their families, they must continue to sew the clothes that we in the Western world want to buy as cheaply as possible. Who pays the price and is there light in this darkness?
In a world of poverty, three young girls of Bangladesh trying to find meaning of life through their dreams. Slavery in modern times. Does it exist and what does it look like? In Bangladesh's textile industry, we see how the mechanisms linked to the western world's fashion industry are ravaging young women's attempts at a dignified life. Sabina, Ruma and Nazjnin work every day from early morning to late evening in the dangerous and dirty environment of the textile industry. The job provides no prerequisites for neither completing schooling, nor being able to move from the conditions in the slum. The rules at the factory are harsh and in order to provide for their families, they must continue to sew the clothes that we in the Western world want to buy as cheaply as possible. Who pays the price and is there light in this darkness?
