洩露

　　佛子葉五十多歲了，丈夫也不見了。她的身體漏油。她應該把她的特殊禮物藏起來嗎？或者兌現？ 　　從這個石油比喻，一個超現實的敘述實驗發展，一個國家的形象，在那裡的一切-人，動物，家庭-是失調。一頓早餐，佛子葉公寓的桌椅開始搖晃。地震時，部分屋頂塌陷，原因尚不清楚。大樓裡的居民恢復了日常生活，但餘震依然存在。每個人都想離開這個國家，包括在家裡幫忙但只是路過的阿富汗男人。福齊耶去了德國大使館，而她的女兒卻為自己和兒子拿到了非法護照。一種偏執的感覺來自於影像。在阿富汗人的幫助下，福齊耶和她的親戚們得以躲藏在農村。恐懼和不確定性與神秘的事件和現象相結合，導致一個被迫分享共同命運的社羣內產生不信任感。混亂將繼續前進。 　　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.