As in any big city, the underground halls of the Moscow metro are a world unto themselves, a no-man's-land without daylight in which everyone is on the move. A musician dressed as Santa Claus talks to a passenger about Dostoevsky, the universe and the Russian soul; revelers sing loudly, a salesman tries in vain to sell his balloons. The sounds of the arriving and departing trains form the background of a continuous tragicomic performance, with colorful metro passengers as miniatures of society. Where We Headed won the Best Debut Award at IDFA.