Farid is a forty-something kidult - flabby, balding and unmarried. His brother emigrated to the United States twenty years ago. Farid lives with his mother who doesn't trust him with her cheque book, but tolerates his apathy and even allows him to buy a car
... so he can keep up the illusion of being a man of the world. In spite of their constant squabbling, Farid is shocked by her sudden death, and then consumed by loneliness. He makes awkward attempts at contact with a neighbour and women he meets on the street.
Farid is a forty-something kidult - flabby, balding and unmarried. His brother emigrated to the United States twenty years ago. Farid lives with his mother who doesn't trust him with her cheque book, but tolerates his apathy and even allows him to buy a car so he can keep up the illusion of being a man of the world. In spite of their constant squabbling, Farid is shocked by her sudden death, and then consumed by loneliness. He makes awkward attempts at contact with a neighbour and women he meets on the street.
