Hussain has been a locksmith in the Muslim Quarter of the Old City of Jerusalem since the age of ten. His shop sits inside ancient walls where families live as one, where neighbours are indistinguishable from family, where a good morning carries real meaning. He speaks about peace with the quiet authority of someone who has lived it. You have to make peace with yourself first, he believes, before you can seek it with others. Tourists stop to photograph him in his shop. They tell him he feels timeless — as if he belongs to every century at once. He takes that as a kind of blessing.
A quiet note when a new film is released. Nothing else.
