When Avshalom agreed to go to Paris following his wife’s prestigious new job at the embassy, he never thought it would bring such turmoil to his life. The confident, sassy Israeli musician has suddenly become an immigrant. With no knowledge of the language or a sense of home he finds himself depending on his wife, who is now in charge. The classic gender roles have been reversed. You could say it has to do with the fact that on the night of his arrival Paris was under a brutal terror attack, or that Avshalom is having an identity, masculinity and fatherhood crisis, or, it could be that he just doesn’t realize he’s reached that age, you know, forty.