Coy film with a pretty tame edge, likely so not to alienate the western audiences this was made for even as they (and admittedly I) struggle with some of the references, briskly walks us through cruel slice-of-life vignettes. Gonna need to read up on 2000s Jerusalem to figure more of this out, like I’m glad it isn’t poverty porn, but I was surprised by the middle-class setting and befuddled by the 666 gag. Maybe some of this is more regionally specific than I was led to believe in which case good, actually. This needn’t be some exercise in soothing 1st world anxiety over ethnic cleaning complicity. It asks a little bit of work from you and it left me wanting more.