A boy . His depressed mother. The need to help her , as translator ( she speaks Greek, not English ) in visit to medic, like the time together , telling her the same story about the birth with blue and red feather.
All reminded , after decades, when he gives first aid to a patient .
Significant, for me, the presence of church , location of two scenes and the beautiful afternoon of dialogue between mother and son, she demanding , again, he tell the story of bird.
Difficult to say too much because it is one of films as seed of special state of soul , defining migration and not adaptation, the ill mother and the huge responsability, for her, for him, of a young boy .
And the memories when his work beginnes again and again , helping new people.
