THE foundation for this Israeli comedy is a suicide bomber’s victim whose body has been in the Jerusalem morgue for a month.
She had worked in a bakery big enough to need a human resources manager, whom the bakery proprietor assigns to escort the coffin back for burial in the woman’s home village, 1000kms away.
The mid-winter journey is a litany of bureaucratic obfuscation, family disputes and quirky vehicles.
It’s useful to remember that Jews write and perform much of the most engaging humour in the western canon. Here it is by turns subtle, affectionate, confrontational, sad, obstinate and optimistic.
The film initially seems to be heavy going, but patience will eventually collect its reward.
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