Sat alone in an empty row at the screening of Since Otar Left just now and loved it so much I cried my eyes out more than was necessary. The story revolved round a household of women (grandmother, mother and daughter) in Georgia. The grandmother was always pining for her son who had left for Paris, but one day the mother and daughter heard news of his death and couldn't bring themselves to tell her. Thus began the lies to deceive her (without the comic element in Goodbye, Lenin!).

An analogy can be like this. An old woman is always seated at the window in her room, looking out through a telescope at the road far beyond the hills. She is waiting for a traveller to appear on the road but no one ever shows. Meanwhile, she ignores the life taking place around her because what she wants is not in the room. Finally, one day she decides to travel to the road to see for herself what is there, and takes her daughter and granddaughter along. When they get there, they find no one on the road, but the granddaughter decides to travel on it to find out for herself what it'll be like. So the grandmother and mother go home, knowing that they have a valid reason to look through the telescope now.