Lebanese director Angie Obeid embarks on a road trip with her father, Mansour, retracing a journey he made 42 years ago. She tries to reach out to the young Mansour, understand the decisions he made when he was her age, and find common ground. The film explores the challenges and opportunities that arise when navigating the boundaries between tradition and modernity, family and individuality, home and the wider world.

Yalla, Baba!

Two women, Nuhad, a 53-year-old Syrian and Angie, a 27-year-old Lebanese find themselves in a small apartment in Beirut, waiting endlessly for any opportunity to reach a better place.

I Used to Sleep on the Rooftop

Pacific is the name of the building where the director lives, on the 18th floor. Also known as “the suicide tower”, it is a typical example of collective housing. In a subtle interplay between the interior and the exterior, between private and public areas, Angie Obeid reveals an alarming space that is closed on itself, even though the windows of the apartments offer a dizzying, suspended view…