The images contain their chronology, down to the minutes and seconds: In 2006, a surveillance camera in the Arab quarter of Ramla films a car that a short while ago became the victim of vandalism. Neighbours and passersby walk past it as if nothing has happened. Do they have something to hide? Then someone puts his hand on the trunk - An absurdly patient everyday thriller that doubles as an experimental film. Images that change according to the weather become almost indecipherable at night. The device performs its function only half-heartedly. Kamal Aljafari scans its grainy recordings for traces of his late father, who years ago attached the camera to the wall. A search for life and death becomes both a game and a sincere study of what holds the world together.