Marika Pecháčková moved into a Prague apartment with a balcony facing an inner yard: an Eastern European wasteland, dullness and heaps of emptiness. Two hundred windows, two hundred families looking at one common arena of which glances bounce every single day drowning in its deadness. The film depicts Marika’s attempts to break down fences and unify the separate yards into one inner yard. While examining the external blocks the film uncoveres inner blocks too: hidden mechanisms of fear which rule the motives of isolation. „If you live next to something that is dead, the dead is within you as well.”

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