Although sunny and bright, the “look” of this film works against its real intentions.

Spending most of their time in Tel Aviv’s fashionable Sheinkin Street district, three left-leaning, sex-loving 20-somethings (two men and a woman) have a connection to reality so tenuous that their idea of meaningful action is to hold a “rave against the occupation.”

But then Noam (a music-store clerk and reserve soldier) meets a handsome Palestinian named Ashraf and their resulting affair forces everyone to face what turn out to be multiple cruel realities. And while all this is going on, Ashraf’s sister and her future husband, a Hamas leader named Jihad, deny Ashraf’s homosexuality and coerce him into an “appropriate” straight relationship.

This prizewinner is filled with sexual, ethnic and intellectual conflicts. On the surface, it tells us how three people devoted to fun in a crazy Israeli world are, like a segment of the population, victims of self delusion—of the comfort zones they build for themselves.