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From a young age, I was taught that my passport was synonymous with my identity in the world. Alongside my name, handy phone numbers, and home addresses, I had branded this fact into my brain. Even in my sleep, I could recite my passport number and its expiry date in a heartbeat.

Film teaches us more about the world we inhabit, with the simplicity of just watching. On a molecular level, the collective we, as an...