An exiled filmmaker finally returns to his home country where former mysteries and afflictions of his early life come back to haunt him once more.

Katrina and Xhavit, two young volunteers working on the construction of a railroad, fall in love and decide to marry. However, the girl's father does not approve this marriage.

Three separate short stories by Jan Drda from the collection The Dumb Barricade: The Dynamite Watchman, Hatred and Traces.

It is 1961 and an Albanian student (Nik Xhelilaj) of the Academy of Performing Arts in Prague, together with a group of Czech students, is shooting his graduate movie on a motorcycle factory, in the small market-town of Český Šternberk, in then Czechoslovakia. Coming from a country that is completely isolated from the rest of Europe, he is fascinated by the lifestyle, society and "erotic exuberanc...

World War II. Albania is under the Nazi occupation. The Germans capture two young girls and torture them to learn more about the communist movement.

Tomori has managed to infiltrate a foreign agency and is trying to discover their secret documents, bases, and means of communication.

An exiled filmmaker finally returns to his home country where former mysteries and afflictions of his early life come back to haunt him once more.

It is 1961 and an Albanian student (Nik Xhelilaj) of the Academy of Performing Arts in Prague, together with a group of Czech students, is shooting his graduate movie on a motorcycle factory, in the small market-town of Český Šternberk, in then Czechoslovakia. Coming from a country that is completely isolated from the rest of Europe, he is fascinated by the lifestyle, society and "erotic exuberanc...

It is a cine comedy following "The Lady from the town". Olga is getting ready to go to a meeting of the district women activists, where she will relate her own experience in the struggle against conservative concepts. During a warm atmosphere, Olga sings the first lullaby to her newborn nephew: "Once upon a time there was an Olga who posed as a lady.Time passed by and the lady has become one of us...