Grigoris Grigoropoulos

An evil force is awakened in downtown Athens transforming the unsuspecting citizens into raving zombies. The few survivors will have to fight hard for their lives. To the death.

Ismini is in her early 30s. She is cultivated, delicate, sensitive and... emotionally handicapped. She has developed a simplistic system of defense to protect her emotions: no one is to come near. It is exactly the moment when this collapses that unsophisticated, simple, impolite, aggressive and greatly passionate Haris appears in her life.

People who straggle to catch up with their tight deadlines. Everyone is traveling alone on a unicycle, emphasizing the fact that life is imbalanced.

In a single-tone, vertical city, a lonely man. He stands out as he stands out from his selves. Divided, split. Trying to fit in, to synchronize.

Coronavirus. Staying Home. Three siblings. Stephanos 3 years old, Dionisis 5 years old and Sotiris 9 years old. They can’t see their grandparents. They don’t go to school. A diary. A small documentary.