Here’s a fascinating, slightly overextended trip back to the bad old days of Nicolae Ceausescu’s Romania, when the defection of one person could, and did, bring dire consequences to a whole family.

In this case, set in the political storms of 1968, two smart-ass siblings are already picked on for their ethnic German heritage, although this helps a little when they drive through East Germany to get to a strangely disappointing West, in order to help their sick father. That might sound grim, but the film is handled with the humour that distance can bring, even if talented young filmmaker Anca Miruna Lazarescu is quite close to the subject: in real life, her father was one of the two constantly squabbling brothers.