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| Tel-Aviv, today. At her wedding reception, Keren breaks a leg. And bang goes the Caribbean honeymoon. A strange little girl comes out of the sea and follows Batya like a shadow until Batya’s life changes forever. Joy is a maid from the Philippines. She works for a tough old lady and unintendently reconciles her with her daughter. This is a composite film, made of scraps of humanity, like so many messages in a bottle, verging on the absurd. A portrait of a messy world in which everyone scrape by as best they can, looking for love, for something to remember or to forget. Such is life in Tel-Aviv. | ||