The mother’s womb is perhaps the first place we ever knew, yet it remains beyond reach – unremembered and unfelt. That absence alone is proof of how delicate and selective human memory is. It forgets the very spaces that shaped us, the moments that built us, and the lives we may have once lived. Yet grief can reshape memory. After the loss of a loved one, memory becomes a way to re-live one’s life, to trace its arc from start to finish. And in revisiting it, new memories surface, ones that reshape your understanding of who you are and how you have lived. My Brother, My Brother (Short 2025), an autofiction animation by Egyptian twin filmmakers Abdelrahman and Saad Dnewar, is a meditation on loss, not as an endpoint, but as a threshold to healing. In a way, the film suggests that we carry the people we lose much like the womb once carried us, held within, shaping us from the inside, just as a child grows within a mother’s body. Told through the story of identical twins Omar and Wesam, the film explores the bond they shared from…
A Meditation on Grief: Behind Egypt’s First Golden Gate Award-Winning Short Film
May 18, 2025
