After fifty years, the maturity and distance acquired allow the director to return to the excruciating experience of his childhood under the Cambodian dictatorship, charged with immense pain, yet cleansed of any thirst for revenge. The film narrates the violence without even being violent, in a work full of humanity, poetry, credible and touching, but never rhetorical. The awareness that the missing picture will never be found does not destroy the hope for a life free of oppression.