Synopsis

A brilliant book in which the uprootedness of children confronts the uprootedness of their fathers, being an "expat" confronts being a "migrant," and where the lines of color, beauty, and supposed correctness and moral superiority are exposed for what they are: the expression of arbitrariness, the skill and fortune of being on the right side of a finger pointing. Mina is thirty years old and leads a life in London constructed with great care and little spontaneity, in a frantic attempt to finally feel "right." One evening she receives a call from her mother: her father has died. Mina returns home for the funeral, but ends up staying for a long time. Home is the outskirts of a seaside town where her father ran a small beach bar frequented mostly by immigrants. With that bar, Omar had tried to create a community space for all those who felt unwelcome in that new land. In that strange place where no one seems to belong, where people too often appear like ghosts who pass and vanish, Mina rediscovers family, friends, and above all, the memories of her father, that mythical, elusive, eternal migrant with a mysterious past in Morocco. In this sensual yet at times almost metaphysical adventure, Mina will discover that her roots are merely a fleeting dream, a desire to rediscover ourselves in a shared history, in a profound affection that allows us to forget, at least momentarily, the ferocity of the world and the wounds of abandonment.