Storyline
So, these two filmmakers are just wandering around Budapest and bam—Sanyi pops up. He’s this wild little eight-year-old with more attitude than most adults. The kid bounces between being all wide-eyed and innocent, then suddenly dropping these heavy, grown-up lines like he’s seen way too much already. They follow him for more than ten years, and honestly, his life is just chaos. He’s stuck in this rundown apartment with parents who can barely keep themselves together, let alone take care of him or his baby sister. Sanyi’s got this magnetism, but also this thing for danger—always pushing, always running headfirst into trouble. It’s like you can see where he’s headed, and it’s not exactly sunshine and rainbows. The whole thing’s shot with that raw, in-your-face cinema verité style, so you feel like you’re right there, holding your breath as Sanyi speeds down the street or makes another risky choice. It’s messy, real, and kind of heartbreaking—can’t look away.