Eigenheim

House of our own
It's a sunny spring day. We listen to heartfelt letters of a young lady writing to her parents in the 1950s. She is about to fulfill her dream of a house, in Germany called “Eigenheim”. Her phrases are interrupted by voices from the bankers, town municipals, layers and craftsmen. All are using their obscure technical jargon. Together they act similar to a score, it underlines the picture. The oral-story is referring to old files and letters end of the fifties, while the picture shows the reality 50 years later, a visual document of today. Both are real but they are running in opposite direction: reflective, emotional and sometimes it even should make you laughing.