Le Mouchoir de mon père

One day in July 1962, while the rest of Algeria was celebrating its independence, the world turned upside down for Khelifa Haroud. Like all other French people, his life should have turned to normal after 6 years of war. Instead of that he was denounced, arrested, transported from prisons to camps, and cut off from his family – swept up in the whirlwind of history. Having supported French Algeria as a member of the French army, Khelifa Haroud was considered a traitor in his own country. Khelifa Haroud hasn't retained much of these dark years. All he has left is an old moth-eaten handkerchief which he embroidered in his cell with words he didn't want to forget. Forty years later the film director, his son, has used this handkerchief to follow his father's destiny, that of many other Algerian people who, like him, had defended the French cause.