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Donya, a former Afghan translator for the U.S. government, lives alone in Fremont, California. When she's promoted to writing the fortunes at her job at a fortune cookie factory in the city, Donya's loneliness and longing drive her to send a message out in a cookie, unsure where it may lead. Tenderly sculpted and lyrically shot in black-and-white, Babak Jalali's FREMONT is a wry, deadpan vision of the universal longing for home.
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