No See No Hear
A documentary film about the life of the Vietnam veterans in our country. We've been shopping in their stalls and late night shops for years now. They even have "towns" of their own here. They are the third largest national minority in the Czech Republic. The notion that the hand giving us bananas might have been gripping a Kalashnikov in the (not so distant) past might seem bizarre. Do we prefer not to see and hear anything or do we want to enrich the conception of the world around us?