Sometimes, some of them, here

« L’homme peut (…) bien perdre sa qualité fondamentale d’homme, sa dignité humaine. Seule la perte de l’appartenance à une communauté politique l’exclut de l’humanité » (H. Arendt)

« because I know that time is always time
And place is always and only place » (T.S. Eliot)

Sometimes, some of them, here was filmed in the weeks before Christmas, with the city completely decorated and filled with lights, illuminated by publicity ads, an intense shopping activity taking place. Outside the city, out of the lights, people are waiting. Asylum seekers waiting for something to happen. Their everyday life is made of melancholy. Every day, the same question arises: how to kill the time at hands. Their waiting lasts for days, months, years. Held at bay from the world of ‘happiness’ and consumption, they await to be delivered from the wait.

This film is not a documentary on the issue of asylum seekers; it proposes them a way of speaking up and using theirs word to confront here and there.