Maung Sun

If you’re an Iranian filmmaker, you’re sure to make it into film festivals. If you’re a Burmese filmmaker, chances are you’ll be on the festival radar, too. It doesn’t matter how good or bad your film is. Two directors reflect on privilege and cynicism, all while trying to maintain a clear conscience. The two reflect: am I being noticed for my work, or because of my country’s political situation? Do you see yourself as an artist or a political activist? Is this nothing but a safari of opportunities that someone still dares to call the film industry?

Wai Bhone, a young film director, has to overcome the tough realities in order to direct his debut film. The hard worked scenario is criticised and undermined by the unpretentious censorship of the authorities. The film producers constantly pressure for lack of money, and even casting actors to the unfamous director is not an easy task. With the help of friends and relatives, the hardly prepared film production begins at last. However, an accident occurs in which an expensive camera is dropped. To fix the broken camera and to escape the difficult life, he even thinks of robbing the bank and he starts to plan.