They are hidden cases behind barriers, windows and closed doors, rusted gates, walls that fall apart and ceilings that don´t exist. They are people that stumbled in the waste and the disillusionment, the deprivation, lost and aguish. They are people that were pushed from dreams to the ground. They are people who could be us. I wanted to direct a documentary about today´s world. About a world of progress which has forgotten people. I wanted to show real people, that hide and are hidden, people that you can not see and are forgotten. I never wanted to label or limit myself in exposing the misery and poverty. I always preferred to understand the causes and consequences, to understand how a single event in life can provoke such profound change, how from one moment to another we can fall in to the abyss. And how difficult it is to get out. There are generations growing up and living in a hole without a bottom, with habits arising out of impotence, many times from apathy and an inability to react. I spoke a lot with many people. I learned. I let them speak more than I spoke. I filmed and returned to film again. I returned to the places, the people and the conversations. I got to know the characters and developed relationships. They let me a little bit in to the difficult conditions of their everyday lives, the shattered work, the lack of love and care which does not exist. It is a prison without bars and transparent walls.In this film, I went to places where the collective spirit has died, where the people live close to social death. They are faces that approach life like a punishment, social characters without material possession. They are eyes tired of the lack of luck because you can not speak about bad luck when you do not understand the significance of the word. They are men and women. Forgotten.