Genosse tito, ich erbe

A mountain slope, an orchard, a house. Idyllic pictures in southern Serbia. Three generations under the roof of the house that is being prepared for its transmission. Everyone with their own inheritance, which has to be carried together —memories, fictions, what is there but does not find a place, what no one wants and still does not let go of. An approach to history that becomes part of ones’ own. Home is complicated, inheriting may be a burden and Tito becomes a symbol for something that has been.