Rashid Masharawi’s Laila’s Birthday follows Abu Laila, a former judge in Ramallah who has been forced to work as a taxi driver after the Palestinian Authority stops paying his salary. Over the course of one increasingly chaotic day, he has one very simple objective: finish work, buy a birthday cake and present, and get home in time to celebrate his daughter Laila’s seventh birthday.

Played by Mohammad Bakri, Abu Laila is a man trying desperately to maintain order, dignity and routine in a place where all three are constantly being disrupted. His passengers pull him into arguments, bureaucracy, petty disputes and wider political absurdities, while the realities of occupation and instability sit quietly behind almost every encounter.

What makes Laila’s Birthday work so well is that it never needs to turn its characters into symbols. The film is funny, frustrating, melancholy and often deliberately mundane. Masharawi uses one ordinary working day to show how political conditions bleed into the smallest parts of daily life, from getting paid to driving across town to simply being home when you promised your child you would be.

It is a much lighter watch than many of the documentaries and historical films posted here, but that does not make it any less political. If anything, its focus on ordinary life is precisely the point. Palestinian existence here is not presented only through violence, resistance or catastrophe, but through work, family, irritation, humour and the stubborn determination to have a normal evening.

Har Mageddon is a meditative essay film that turns the landscape of Palestine and Israel into its central subject. Moving through rural spaces, ruined structures, forests, roads and expanding settlements, the film considers what happens when the physical traces of communities remain even after the people who lived there have been displaced.

Rather than relying on a conventional documentary structure, Har Mageddon asks the viewer to spend time looking at the land itself. Places that can initially appear peaceful or even picturesque gradually reveal another layer of history as the film passes through sites connected to Palestinian villages that were depopulated or destroyed. Landscape becomes evidence, carrying memories that political borders and newer construction cannot entirely erase.

The film is particularly interested in ideas of home, exile, migration and belonging. It explores how territory can simultaneously be lived in, remembered, claimed and transformed, and how apparently empty spaces can remain deeply inhabited by history. Quiet and deliberately paced, Har Mageddon offers a very different way of approaching Palestine, one in which trees, ruins, roads and open ground become part of the historical record.