Bakhmaro heißt Paradies (2011)

A journey into a lively but rotting building in a provincial Georgian town. It once used to be a hotel called 'Bakhmaro'. At the center of the building is a restaurant whose walls are covered with bright green and orange plastic foam and where tables are set, waiting for customers - who rarely come. A Chinese shop, a slot machines and a political party office can also be found here. The building is a microcosm intruded by the constant anticipation of change. It is a model of this troubled country with its endless demonstrations and opposition rallies. On the backdrop of political events, somehow, all of life is here.