This documentary film disrupts the viewer’s perception of Gaza from a desolate and war-torn place into a place of myth and mystery. Although the suffering, fear, and occupation is present and accurately displayed in this film, the people are portrayed as arbiters of their own mystics despite having no control over the geopolitics that surrounds their living conditions. An eery account of Gaza raises the question of how people are able to live in a place of such obsolete tension coupled with the mundaneness of everyday life. Rosalind Nashashibi challenges the notion that Gaza is habitable because people do live there, but are they really living a fulfilling life? The children playing in the garden or the men waiting at the gate are not living. Nashashibi informs the audience that Gaza can only exist fully as myth or tale, what Gaza is now is a shell of the beauty that could have resulted from this mystification.