In the aftermath of the 2006 war, a European-based Lebanese film director flies back to his mother’s house, the house he was obliged to flee in order to save his French wife and daughter from the bombings.
He comes back feeling almost guilty, having to cope with the massive scale of destruction in both Beirut and his native village in the South, near the Israeli border. He meets people who have lost everything but who are still capable of sharing a joke or two.
They share their stories and insight, often with a surreal and detached look at the state of things, and they lead him (and us) to a better understanding of the nature of this region, where life seems to be an endless cycle of destruction and reconstruction.
He returns to his mother who always refused to flee her own home and the newly planted orchard, even in the worst moments, when she stayed alone under the bombs. Guided by her wisdom, he will question himself, his family and his neighbours on issues such as religion, the enemy, martyrs, and the absurdity of war.