Late Marriage

  • November 9, 2018 / 19:00
  • November 18, 2018 / 15:00

Director: Dover Kosashvili
Cast: Lior Ashkenazi, Ronit Elkabetz, Moni Moshonov, Lili Koshashvili
Israel, France, 2001, 98', color
Georgian, Hebrew with Turkish subtitles

Yasha and Lily want Zaza, their 32 year old son to get married. Each night the parents set out to check the potential brides. Zaza charms them all but none of the aspiring brides can compete as she is hopelessly in love with Judith. She's older than him, a single mom to a six year old daughter, independent, captivating and Moroccan. Judith is the embodiment of everything he won't find within his own family tradition. A chance circumstance leads the parents to discover Judith's existence and to a crisis in the family. Will Zaza survive parental wrath?

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