Yesterday

Sergey is a taxi driver. Day - at home with his wife and children, two - at work. Day - at home with his wife and children, two - at work. Suddenly, a broken arm breaks this habitual rhythm: a month - at home, with his wife and children. Digging from idleness in the shed, Sergey finds a box from under the movie camera. I wanted to become a cameraman ... my parents dissuaded me ... went to the drivers ... married ... children. Sergey wants to find films and photographs that he shot 25 years ago. But where to find them? And what about them?