I enjoyed this film when I saw it at the Israeli film festival in The Hague in 2012.
It follows the lives of Miriam and Ben as they manage a photograph shop that is somewhat of an institution in Tel Aviv. This is a shop that sells photographs taken during the early years of Tel Aviv.
The movie is essentially a documentary (a docudrama? a biography?) about the legacy of deceased Israeli photographer Rudi Weissenstein. He is not in the film of course, but we are shown his photos, his shop, his city (both as he saw it and is it is now), the life of his crusty but sharp and adorable widow Miram, his daughter, and his grandson Ben. There are a few surprises and plot developments, so I don't want to give anything away.
The hallmark of a fine film is that it is fascinatingly local and yet tells a good story based on characters you care about and important universal truths. This film did exactly that.
We come to know Ben and Miriam. They are interesting people with a special relationship. There are a lot of laughs in this movie. It led me to reflect on my relationship with the elderly people in my life, past and present. It also led me to think about planning another trip to Tel Aviv, a city I really enjoyed the first time around.
This film is worth seeing.