WHEN THE DAY HAD NO NAME / КОГА ДЕНОТ НЕМАШЕ ИМЕ

Milan and his best friend Petar prepare an adventurous excursion with some other teenagers from the outskirts of Skopje. They are adrenalized for a boys’ night out of drinking and horseplay before an early morning fishing expedition. They are typical teenagers full of sexual and romantic tensions and angst about money and material things. They are sometimes devilish and sometimes angelic; hungry to be adults, yet they still mostly act like children. They all have dysfunctional relationships with their parents, and they represent a whole generation of youth raised in a time of transition and questionable values. Their night of fun is tainted by ethnic tensions and a visit gone wrong to a teenaged prostitute...

"Violence induces violence. With this film, I wanted to put the spotlight on the problem of violence in Balkan society. We are a violent culture living in a violent world, and unless we learn how to tolerate, respect and honor others, there will be no future for us in the Balkans. There will be no future for humankind or as I like to say it: no future for Balkan men.“

Teona Strugar Mitevska