Synopsis: Beirut, September 1994. With the civil war, which started in 1975, having ended just two years before, the systematic reconstruction of the city begins. Coming from a family which has been politically and militarily involved in the conflict, Chahal depicts seventeen years of war in a very personal way. She uses her own archives, family videos, and 16mm films shot between 1975 and 1994. She records her conversations with her mother in Tripoli, her brother in Paris, and her father in Beirut. She recalls her father who died during the war, and goes back to the ruins of a city whose reconstruction means the disappearance of a part of her life. Can it really be that one can miss the war?
