A poor Portuguese family with three children falls into the clutches of British juvenile justice. As openly "beautiful" juvenile, as in my opinion, in the art film has not yet shown. I feel like the movie grew out of a real story. Mothers are forbidden to communicate with their children in a foreign (non-English) language, and therefore they cannot communicate with their deaf daughter in sign language! A mother can't say she misses the kids, etc.
Bruises on the body of the girl, which became an iron argument for the accusation of the construction of “family violence”, are in fact caused by a rare skin disease. But the juvenile train is already running, and such systems, as a rule, fight to the end, even if they perfectly understand their wrongness. The open ending hints at the continuation of the long struggle for the right to be parents. With its finale, the film does not promise the viewer a happy ending and does not drive him into despondency, but sets him up for a serious fighting mode necessary for intelligent resistance to such systems.
