泄露

佛子叶五十多岁了，丈夫也不见了。她的身体漏油。她应该把她的特殊礼物藏起来吗？或者兑现？ 　　从这个石油比喻，一个超现实的叙述实验发展，一个国家的形象，在那里的一切-人，动物，家庭-是失调。一顿早餐，佛子叶公寓的桌椅开始摇晃。地震时，部分屋顶塌陷，原因尚不清楚。大楼里的居民恢复了日常生活，但余震依然存在。每个人都想离开这个国家，包括在家里帮忙但只是路过的阿富汗男人。福齐耶去了德国大使馆，而她的女儿却为自己和儿子拿到了非法护照。一种偏执的感觉来自于图像。在阿富汗人的帮助下，福齐耶和她的亲戚们得以躲藏在农村。恐惧和不确定性与神秘的事件和现象相结合，导致一个被迫分享共同命运的社区内产生不信任感。混乱将继续前进。 　　Foziye is in her fifties and her husband has disappeared. Oil leaks from her body. Should she hide her special gift? Or cash in on it? 　　From this oil metaphor, a surreal narrative experiment develops, the portrait of a country in which everything – people, animals, homes – is off-kilter. At one breakfast, the chairs and tables in Foziye’s apartment begin to shake. Part of the roof caves in during the tremor, whose cause remains unclear. The inhabitants of the building go back to their daily routines, but the aftershocks persist. Everybody wants to leave the country, including the Afghan man who helps out in the household but is only passing through. Foziye goes to the German embassy while her daughter obtains illegal passports for herself and her son. A feeling of paranoia emanates from the images. With the Afghan’s help, Foziye and her relatives are able to hide in the countryside. Fear and uncertainty combine with mysterious events and phenomena, leading to a feeling of distrust within a community forced to share a common fate. Chaos will run its course.