In his story of those people, Talwar tries to understand what it means to be an outsider. He finds solace in observing Feres, who is about to receive Polish citizenship, but at the same time, he painfully realizes that his newfound Roma friend is still called a ‘Gypsy’ by Poles. The director of Letters… doesn't seek easy answers or push journalistic themes. Even when he peers into the independence march with his camera and shows the heterogeneity of the community that constitutes it (from friendly patriots with flags to nationalists shouting hateful slogans), his film never for a moment abandons its private, intimate perspective. Instead of a broadly drawn tale of xenophobia and intolerance, we get a subtle story about nostalgia as a trap from which there is no escape, as well as the paradox of being an immigrant artist who, on the one hand, dreams of the deepest possible integration with the surrounding world, while on the other, longs to be an intellectual rebel who stands out and provokes reflection.
The intimate perspective is the greatest strength of Talwar's film. The director's diary, recorded on camera, proves to be a piercing story about the human need for closeness and a changing Poland – not without a healthy dose of humor, for example, when the two immigrant filmmakers cannot recognize images of Virgin Mary on the banners of independence marches, or when the director wonders why every Vietnamese bar in Poland is called ‘a Chinese place’.
Ajrun Talwar's witty documentary was included in the 2025 Berlin International Film Festival and won the Arthouse Cinema Association Award at the Millennium Docs Against Gravity festival in Warsaw.
Letters from Wolf Street. Screenplay, cinematography, and direction: Ajrun Talwar. Editing: Bigna Tomschin, Arjun Talwar, Sabina Filipowicz. Music: Aleksander Makowski.
Translated from Polish by Michał Pelczar