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Pardon me.

- Bless you. - Thank you.

Do we have practice tomorrow?

- Let me in! - Dude, wait!

Come on, get out!

No practice tomorrow!

Always the last one to shower.

Let me in!

All this is the fault of neoliberalism and multiculturalism

"BIRTHDAY"

Wow! It's awesome! It's really great, Mum!

- Do you like it? - Yeah, it's amazing!

- Where are you? - In the kitchen.

The quality is awesome!

- You taking a photo? - No, it's a video.

Ok, wait then.

Happy Birthday to you...

Blow them. Be Happy.

Thanks mom!

Guys, is this yours?

Yo! Anybody lose this?

I lost a USB flash drive on a rope like this.

- Sandro, isn't that yours? - No.

- Is it yours dude? - No.

- Why, you don't wear a cross? - No, I do.

Show me then.

I don't have it on me right now.

- And this is not your cross? - It's not mine.

Swear on it.

How can I swear on the cross?

Who is this prick. Dude! Are you fucking with me?

No. It's not mine.

Okay...

Fuck the mother of whoever is hiding it.

Got it?!

Sandro!

- You are Sandro, right? - Yes.

Sorry about shitting on you.

I'm just really pissed I lost my USB.

No worries, it's OK.

So, you like our club?

Yeah.

You were at the Barca juniors, right?

Yeah, a few years, before I got injured...

Yeah, it sucks...

But he will put you in the lineup soon.

He better, or else I'll bust him with my buddies.

- Where do you live? - Varketili.

I just moved there, but it's temporary, you know...

Come on, dude, you ashamed?

The important thing is who you are inside.

Trust me, where you live is not important.

You like PlayStation?

I've never played.

Mum!

Mom, it's me.

Open the door please.

I thought you were not working today.

OK. Will you be back late?

Should I make you something to eat?

OK.

Come in.

Put your bag here, I'm just gonna grab a cigarette.

You smoke?

- Sometimes, why you want one? - No.

- How old are you? - 18.

Right, a baby. You'll also smoke when you grow up.

You know who was a great footballer and smoker?

The Tiger.

You don't know? Stefan Effenberg.

There's his poster over there. Go check it out.

Shit, she took both packs again.

Start playing, I'll go buy some cigarettes and come back.

I've never played.

It's real easy. Shoot anything that moves.

I'll be right back.

- Hello. - Hello.

How can I help you?

Can I come to you?

OK. Have a seat. Leave your bag there.

I'll be right with you.

Such nice hair.

How do you want it?

Just a little...

Can you lower the music, I'm gonna go deaf here one day.

Yeah, sorry?

- Not too short and not too, you know... - OK.

I'Il trim the sides and then get to the ends, OK?

Should we wash it first?

- Is it possible? - Of course.

All is possible.

Come.

Have a seat.

Lower a bit, so you can rest your head here.

- Too hot? - No.

- Are you alright in there? - Yes, yes.

- You feeling sick? - No.

Could you please hurry then? I have another client soon.

Yes, right away.

Grandma

When did father come back?

He emerged a few hours ago.

Why didn't you call me? Or put a blanket on him?

Did you miss grandma's cooking?

Let's pray first.

What's happening at the football?

Not much, same old.

Do you practice more when you come home?

Yeah, sometimes.

What happened to your hand?

Nothing, I was helping the monks and accidentally broke a nail.

Was it nice there?

Are you better now?

You tell me first, how are you?

Good, I guess.

Good or you guess?

Good.

Are you praying?

Yeah, you know...

Yes or no?

You can't hide from God. He sees everything.

Why aren't you wearing your cross?

I lost it.

How can you lose a cross?

Come on...

I wanted to tell you something, but now I wonder if I should.

Tell me. What happened?

I'm going back to the monastery tomorrow.

So soon?

Why?

Did something happen?

I talked to Father Grigol and he says I should not.

Everyone says I should not.

But I feel that I'm ready. I want to become a monk.

Last time I was at the monastery

I felt that this is what God wants for me.

But if I leave, I want to be sure that...

...you'll be okay.

Yes, yes.

This is great.

You must definitely go.

I'll take care of myself and grandma too.

- Are you sure? - Yes, yes.

You must pray.

If you can't go to church, there are plenty of icons at home.

This started again?

I haven't had it in a long time.

Here, take this.

What do you expect?! You don't pray.

You don't go to church, and you lost your cross.

The devil's gotten into you, son.

You didn't have to, buddy.

So that it's nice.

Alright...

- Give me, give me. - The shirt is creased.

Please.

- I have to iron those too. - There's no need, buddy.

Thank you.

I gotta run.

- I'll come with you. - No, buddy. It's very far.

...It is not far.

I'll go with you and come back.

- Why do you make me repeat? - I have to go anyway.

I said no.

Let me settle first... And then, you can come.

When?

I don't know...

Fifty is not expensive.

- We need money for drinks too. - Why do you like that house?

This place is very cute.

And anyway, we need a room for these two, right Sandro?

A separate room for you and Tina.

I'm not in the mood for your jokes now, Beka.

But I'm not joking.

And what's the problem?

I have to make a phone call.

- Sandro. - Yeah?

What are you doing, dear?

I'm sleeping here.

- What's wrong with the bed? - Nothing.

I haven't even washed the sheets since he left...

It's OK.

When will you take down all these characters?

How many times do I have to tell you don't call icons "characters"!

I'm not taking down anything! I'm going to pray here!

And I suggest you join me too.

Knock yourselves out!

The End

- Shall we go? - What about the credits?

Are you kidding?

OK, whatever.

Was it a nice portrait?

It wasn't a portrait. You were like a Greek statue.

- With abs. - Yeah, with abs.

And muscular in other places too.

It's just... I couldn't finish it.

Why not?

I couldn't finish one detail.

- What detail? - You know, one detail...

You were completely naked.

Why are you telling me all this?

What's wrong?

I don't like these perverse things...

Why do you even see these kinds of dreams?

- I thought you would like it. - No, I would not!

I don't tell you my dreams, do I? Why are you telling me yours?

I won't tell you anything anymore.

Too bad you don't tell me.

And if you don't tell me, then who can you tell?

You haven't even invited me once to a new apartment.

If he doesn't let me play next time I will really bust him outside his house.

And he wanted to hit me, that bastard!

Are you gonna have your dad come or your mom?

My father's dead...

I mean dead to me. So, no...

By the way, I've never seen your dad here.

Umm... it's complicated.

He doesn't like football?

He does.

It's just...

What?

You won't tell anyone?

Who am I gonna tell, man?

- Is he in prison or something? - No, not in prison.

What then?

He is in a monastery... to become a monk.

Are you kidding me? He's a monk?

Why didn't you tell me? Why are you quiet, dude?

Man... you know how great this is? Your father is a hero!

- Yeah, but he's not a monk yet. - He will be, dude, of course!

It's such a blessing dude!

Sandro...

I brought you something.

Your favorite.

Get it out of here!

I barely survive on bread and water. Now you bring this! Think a little...

I don't want temptations anymore.

You tell me, how is grandma? Still hates me?

No.

And you?

I'm alright.

That's not what I mean.

Did you visit Father Grigol?

- Yeah, I did and it was very good. - It was good, eh?

Why are you lying?

What is this attitude?

Sandro... Listen to me carefully.

Don't come up here anymore...

If I follow this path until the end

I need to be alone and I need this support from you.

You hear me?

Don't come up for how long?

Go see Father Grigol. Go!

I just wish that

I could see your mother before dying...

Soon she will get her papers, fly back here and take you with her, eh?

You don't have the right to die until you walk in Manhattan in your red hat.

What a girl he ruined...

What a beauty.

What a career... What a soprano!

Why don't you sleep now. You will feel better tomorrow.

I beg you.

Will you sleep here tonight?

- OK, I will sleep here. - Thank you, dear.

You can't hear Georgian language in our streets anymore.

They sell our land to Turks and Iranians, these filthy people.

Together with prayer, we must act to fight this perversion.

Waving our flags and screaming won't help.

If not the youth, who will defend our religion, our traditions?

The real fight is on the streets!

We are losing young people. They are brainwashed by liberal ideology.

The real fight is on the stre...

- Sandro? - Hi mom.

How are you?

I saw you online. Why aren't you sleeping?

I was doing homework.

Turn on the camera, I wanna see you.

Is Grandma asleep, how is she?

She went to bed. She's great, yeah.

How are things?

I went to see dad, grandma told you, right?

Yes, she did.

He is doing alright. Said he is praying for us

and for you too.

I don't have much time, I just woke up and I gotta work.

My interview is in a few months.

Have you thought about it like you promised?

- Now that things have changed. - What about Tina?

So, first it's your father, now it's Tina?

She's not going anywhere.

It's just a first love, Sandro, you'll have plenty more.

Weren't you the one marrying your "first love"?

Yeah and a lot of good it did for me...

It's not just Tina, my father is still here too.

And he's not dead or something.

Yes, but he's gone now, isn't he?

Yes, but I can't leave him.

- It's him who left you. - Just like you right?

Right, as if I had a choice.

OK, well, my old lady woke up, I'll call you later.

- OK, mom. Bye... - Kiss...

I'm sor...

I'm sorry...

What took you so long?

Can you hang this please.

- Did you eat anything? - No, we are starving.

- Who's here? - My little buddy. Let me introduce you.

Sandro!

Come meet my mom.

This is Natalia, my mom. This is Sandro. My teammate.

Weren't you at my salon?

- Me? - Yes, you.

I don't remember.

You went to my mom?

Speak up!

What is wrong with you?! Don't yell.

Maybe I'm mistaken.

- Yes or no? - No.

Alright, go do your thing, I'll make something to eat.

OK, but quickly please, we are hungry. And, we are in a hurry.

Go where?

On some business.

- What kind of business? - Who cares?!

- Will you come soon? - I don't know.

Eat well please.

Tell me, how's Lasha training?

I never have time to see your games.

Lasha is one of the best players in our team.

I'm not saying this because he's your son.

When will you have a salary?

What? You know how much your soccer costs?

- OK, don't start it now. - I am not.

Actually, Sandro is great too. He has a great future.

Really?

Good, since you completely turned your backs on school.

How much is 8x7?

56.

Thank goodness.

You should come to me here for a haircut.

I can't cut you for free at the salon.

Thank you.

Dude, actually, that's a really good idea.

Cut it like mine.

When will you let me pluck this out?

Come on, mom, I am eating.

You talk to your mom like that too?

Have you tried it on this side?

It will suit you.

You want me to cut it?

Now?

That's why I called. I want to stay here tonight.

We are having fun playing video games.

What's the problem? Put it in the fridge and I'll eat it tomorrow.

Shower tomorrow. I'll come and help you.

He took refuge in reading and later in the cinema.

- Was she angry? - No, no.

Come sit.

Some interesting film is starting.

...a phrase that resonates both within the film and in the director's life.

The hero, just like the director, never knew his own father.

and he too, found a substitute home in the movie theater.

Turn your head.

Let's watch the film and return to our discussion afterwards.

"400 Blows"

Hello!

Hello! How are you?

I am fine.

This is the guy I was telling you about.

- Meet my buddies. - Dachi, bro.

Rati, bro.

- Nukri. - Nice to meet you.

- His father is a monk, you know. - Wow, really?

Yeah, he's a great man.

- Mom, will you finish it soon? - Yes.

Please, hurry up, we are in a hurry.

Let's drink a cup of coffee.

- Is your father really a monk? - Not yet, but he will become.

- You speak English, right? - Yeah, a little. Right?

That's it then. Go in like foreigners.

They're dealing drugs there for sure. So, keep yours eyes open.

- Yeah man. - Be careful.

- Ever been to an Arab club? - No.

- Are we gonna have a problem entering? - No way.

Just do everything exactly the way I do it.

Ok so, go check the bathrooms, see what you find.

I'Il get us drinks.

- Sandro! - Yeah, bathrooms...

So?

I dunno... There are plenty of people there.

I think with drugs. Either dealing or using.

- What else? - Not much else.

See what I mean? There's always something shady going on here.

Fuck me.

What?

That girl over there... Dancing. She's my classmate.

- You kiddin'? - No!

She's my girlfriend's best friend.

Let's leave please.

Fine. Ok.

Excuse me.

Sandro?

Is that you?

Have breakfast with me.

Thank you, but I have to get back home.

So early? Have some tea and then go.

I would love to but my grandma asked

to get some bread and eggs for breakfast.

I have to go.

Ok, take these then.

I baked them myself.

Thank you very much!

Take more.

Just close the door, I will lock it later.

Hey.

You have a minute?

What do you want?

Please, don't tell anyone what you saw.

How can you work with those Arabs?

I don't have a better option now.

I need the money! And I like it. So what?

Everyone treats me well.

And what were you doing there?

Does Tina know?

I was on business.

This perversion must end.

Did you lose self-respect or you never had it in the first place?

When I look at my bedridden father I don't think much about self-respect.

And don't say things when you don't know...

Ok, but at least don't say you like it.

Why not? Can't I like my own body?

Yes, you may like your own body but dancing for others is whoring.

Alright.

Whatever.

Think whatever you want. I don't give a shit.

If you want, go in there right now and announce it to everyone.

What's going on?

Go.

You in the mood for practice?

Yeah, more or less.

You?

- Like a wolf. - Give me the lighter.

Sandro!

Father?

Bless me father.

How are you?

I have to talk with you.

I'll wait for you here.

What are you doing here?

You have started smoking?

You didn't go to father Grigol.

- What's going on, Sandro? - I was busy, I was planning to go.

Tell me, how are you?

Buddy...

Listen to me for a second.

I'm gonna ask you something now.

Answer me honestly, OK?

Is everything OK? You don't look well.

Buddy...

Father Grigol told me it's time.

But when I look at you...

I don't know...

I'm thinking...

Perhaps...

What would you say...

...if I come back home?

What? No. You have to stay there.

I am OK here and I'll take care of myself.

Grandma too.

You have to stay there and you will pull through.

I believe that. I'll pull through here.

And also, I spoke to mom and she asked about you.

Said you need to hold on.

- Really? She said that? - Yes!

Father! Father!

Lasha!

CLASS OF 2023

Gotta go, I'm looking for Sandro.

Come with me.

- Where are we going? - I want to show you something.

- You're very cute, you know. - Why?

No reason.

I love you.

Me too.

So much...

What's wrong?

Nothing.

You don't want me to caress you?

Not like this.

Why not? What's wrong with that?

Come on, Tina!

Do I have to explain this to you?

Alright, calm down. Whatever...

No it's not whatever!

Everything has it's time and place. You know that.

Sandro, I won't get married at 18 just to have sex with you.

What's wrong with you? What is this language?

Don't make me laugh.

What century do you live in?

Come to your senses!

"Can't get married at 18..." Then what are you gonna do?

Be like those chicks in the clubs and sleep with everyone?

What does that even mean?

I wanted to do it with you, you idiot, because I love you.

- OK, Tina, but... - Don't touch me please.

We have to wait.

Why?

Your daddy will punish you?

- What? - You heard me!

Maybe your daddy should have raised you properly.

No wonder you are friends with Lana, that whore!

Why have you come, Brother, falling down before the Holy Altar,

and holy Brotherhood? Do you desire to be worthy of the Angelic Habit

and to be enrolled in the choir of the Monastics?

Yes, Reverend Father.

Do you come to the Lord of your free will?

Yes, Reverend Father.

Not from any necessity or violence?

No, Reverend Father.

Will you preserve yourself in virginity and chastity and piety?

Yes, Reverend Father.

Will you preserve unto death obedience to the Superior

and to the whole Brotherhood in Christ?

Yes, Reverend Father

Receive and return.

Receive and return.

Receive and return.

He's mine.

Didn't I cut your hair recently?

I just thought maybe we could trim a bit.

And what's wrong with this?

It looks nice.

What's wrong with your voice?

Look at me.

You don't look well. Is everything alright?

Is it possible to just wash my hair?

We demand the restoration of our national consciousness.

We demand the end to letting illegal immigrants into our country.

Our fatherland belongs first and foremost to us, Georgians!

Here, put these on.

Not everyone deserves to wear these armbands. Welcome to the family.

Stop, you'll kill him!

Drop these here.

Woah, you're all bloody. Does it hurt?

I can't feel anything.

Did you see how we fucked them up?

I wish I had kicked the second one too.

These fuckers, how can they defend Arabs?

Did you see how Rati smashed the bottle over his head!

Let's go home, trust me.

What am I gonna do at home?

They'll call the police, we'll be in trouble.

The police won't do shit.

We should have gone inside the club and destroyed everything.

We should have destroyed everything in front of Lana.

LONG LIVE GEORGIA!

Look at them...

- Shove those flags up your ass! - Why, they're our people.

Our people? They're cowards and losers.

- Wait for me here. - Where are you going?

Hey dickheads! The real fight is on the streets.

- What did you say? - You heard me, fuck your mothers!

You wannabe, fake patriots!

You cowards! The real fight is on the streets!

- Who are you cursing at? - Let him go! Stop it!

Use your fists, not your flags, you pussies.

You cocksucker!

Come on, let's see what you got!

Let him go!

Where is grandma?

Sandro, water is ready.

They told me you can't talk.

I got into a fight.

I'm alright now.

I was in a hospital.

While I was there.

Grandma passed away.

Dad.

Maybe you can come back home now?

I'm all alone.

Please, come back home.

Please, don't leave me again.

What would happen if you came back?

I know I shouldn't ask you this now but I really don't know what to do.

Please don't go.

How are you? Did everyone leave?

Yeah, just now.

Tomorrow and then it will be over.

Please, turn on the camera and show me grandma one more time.

Mom, can you call me back later? My friend just arrived.

Mom?

Call me later.

OK, I will call later.

Sorry, I could not come earlier.

So he is not allowed to come here?

What is the point?

Why?

Because...

I think my father just doesn't love me.

What's wrong with your dad?

He was wounded in war.

Some stuff hit his back.

He can't move his legs.

I'm sorry...

I've said terrible things to you.

You should do what you want.

It's alright.

How did you start?

Dancing?

Yeah.

Well, Tina once told me

they were looking for nude models at her drawing group...

so I figured why not, to make some money.

In the drawing group, I met this guy.

We got close and he told me about the club.

So, you really like it?

I love my body and when people look at it.

It's hard to explain, but...

No, I understand.

Alright...

I should go.

- It's late. - Lana.

Could you stay?

- Hello. - Sandro, come in.

How are you?

I'm ok.

How are you?

I have no idea.

Do you want coffee?

Come.

I'm sorry about your grandma.

Do you need anything?

No, thanks.

You?

Any news about Lasha?

I don't know anything.

This lawyer is such an idiot.

I couldn't even see the kid once.

- Did you talk to him on the phone? - Twice.

I'm so scared.

And he is also terrified.

He cried.

Did your mother come from America? Or are you going there?

No. She couldn't because of the papers.

Must be terrible not being able to attend the burial of your own mother.

Did you come for a haircut?

No, I just wanted to drop off something that belongs to Lasha.

Have a seat, why are you standing?

Thank you.

And, what is it?

It's a USB drive. Some movies.

Good movies? Something I might like?

I don't think so.

Is it porn?

So what? It's your age right now.

Yes, but I don't watch it.

Why?

Because...

It all happens without love.

It ends up like that in real life too.

So what do you like instead?

I like it when it happens in movies.

In good movies.

There is more love there?

Yes, maybe.

And you know the characters better.

What else?

Come on, don't be so shy. Tell me honestly.

I don't always have to be your friend's mother, you know.

Sometimes I feel that all I've been in life is a mother.

Want me to cut your hair?

Now?

Or maybe we can do something else.

Aren't there any movies on that USB?

Nope.

But there is one video with you in it.

Me? What video?

Lasha's birthday.

Oh my god, he's such an idiot.

His birthday video with all that porn, ha?

My mother was still alive then.

She danced too.

Let's watch it.

May I wash my hands?

- Is it good? - Yes, very much.

Come, plug it in.

- Oh my goodness, what are these... - It's this one.

Mother...

She was a wise woman.

Kept telling me not to throw away my dreams

But did I listen...

Now, I'm just a mediocre hairdresser instead of a famous dancer...

My grandma used to say the same to my mom.

What?

To pursue her dream and not to get married.

- She was an opera singer. - Really?

But then I wouldn't exist.

That wouldn't have been good.

Was grandma ill?

Nope.

I feel like she died worrying over me.

- And I didn't even think about her. - Come on, don't talk like that.

Sometimes, I think that God is punishing me.

Why?

Because I have done many bad things.

If God really exists, he doesn't punish.

Only the fictional God punishes.

There she is, dancing.

Let's dance.

- I don't know how to dance. - Come on, get up. It's so easy.

Come on, get up.

Now, I will teach you something.

You can do this with girls.

It's called a cigarette kiss. It's like we have just kissed.

I am so sorry...

- If you want, I can leave. - No, no, no.

It's my fault, really.

I think I'm just going crazy.

Nothing happened, OK?

Can I hug you?

What is it? Come, come here.

Come here, lay down.

Take this.

Not much.

- I'm really sorry. - Don't be silly.

During the Classical antiquity, when he was crucified,

people painted gods and heroes naked.

But it was unacceptable to portray mortal humans naked.

Because nakedness was the most shameful thing.

Imagine a person

who's nailed to the cross.

Everyone is watching him. His own mother is watching him.

According to historical sources, including the Bible

we can assume that Christ was not an exception

and he was crucified nude as well.

What was he feeling then?

- How does the body express nudity. - So sorry, I was in traffic.

And the shame due to this nudity.

Last week, we talked about Michel Foucault.

Panopticism.

I want to remind you of Foucault's famous quote.

"Visibility is a trap."

What does this mean?

We have a beautiful model here today.

Whom we will paint.

Are you ready?

Go up here.

The assignment remains the same.

We must express...

We must paint

A nude body that expresses shame.

If you have any questions I am here.

When you are ready, you can remove this.

PANOPTICON