Linas Kriščiūnas

This “naive” film, as the author himself calls it, is a kind of confession of a young man.

Lithuanian schoolchildren were driving home, returning from an excursion. Not far from Minsk, the bus came under bombing. The war caught the boys far from home, by surprise. A turn in their destinies, knowledge of the harshest sides of existence... And the heroes are only thirteen years old.