An abandoned package is discovered in the Paris Metro: the subway
workers suspect it's a terrorist bomb. A Vietnamese woman sitting
nearby, her son asleep on her shoulder, waits and begins to reflect on
her life, from her constrained childhood in communist Hanoi, to a long
period of study in Leningrad during the Gorbachev period, and finally to
the Parisian suburbs where she now teaches English. Through everything
runs her passion for Thuy, the father of her son, a writer who lives in
Saigon's Chinatown, and who, with the shadow of the China-Vietnam border
war falling darkly between them, she has not seen for eleven years.
Through her breathless, vertiginous, and deeply moving monologue from
beside the subway tracks, the narrator attempts to once and for all face
the past and exorcize the passion that haunts her.