Writing
The journey is in him and in us. The journey is by bus, cab, train, bicycle, words, thoughts, and on foot. The journey is through people, through time and through places: the plains of Vojvodina and abandoned farms, Hungarian estates and Zvonko's towns - Sombor, Subotica, Novi Sad, Belgrade... We move slowly, but unexpectedly, through the songs of Zvonko Bogdan and the era that still only lives in them.
This is a story about loneliness and intolerance. A story about a small, local hell, where two people are living together bound by their own choice, or predestined by their own fate, does it even matter? This a story about two people chained together hurting each other, limited by space. Based on the story "During winter" by Ivo Andric.
Old senile lady lives with her son and daughter-in-law. One day she decided to go back to her own house. But the problem is that she does not remember where the house is.
