This film asks the audience's indulgence from beginning to end. First of all, like for his class, the young man's story is quite engaging to us. If there were truth to the events in the Israeli airport. It would have been a good tale. But wait. It isn't. Yet the mother and father are dead and the kid lives with his uncle. He spends a good amount of his time recording his grandfather's dying words. His grandfather and his uncle are racists and xenophobes. Much of the plot evolves around the kid's teacher and his uncle. The teacher is obviously more that that because she takes risks, eventually losing her job because of what are perceived as bad classroom decisions. But she is more as we find out later. Then the uncle, who drives a tow truck, picking up illegally parked cars and delivering them to impound lots. It all gets confused and the editing is inconsistent. I did enjoy the acting and the tension.
