SYNOPSIS

It begins with a drawer I didn’t mean to open at my mother’s house. While searching for my childhood cassettes, I come across the personal archive of my late grandmother, Yehudit. I’m drawn in. My mother, Varda, resists. She has spent her life trying to forget her mother. I insist on turning that resistance into a film.

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The archive begins to challenge the story my mother has lived by - revealing truths she was never meant to know. In the films, Varda seems like a happy child. In her recollection, her childhood was anything but. The further I go, I slip into a familiar role - carrying what my mother can’t.

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When that role begins to crack, a recorded voice from the past - my grandmother’s - breaks into the present, opening a conversation that never took place. Without offering reconciliation, the film reveals an unspoken love across three generations of women.