Three years later (post Covid) something different happens - Nadia gets on a train and travels back to 1982 - and she's become her mum. It turns out the family is Hungarian, not Russian, and there's something about a Nazi gold train that mysteriously disappears after the German surrender. (Natasha's parents are Ashkenazi Jewish, her maternal grandparents were Hungarian Holocaust survivors. So there's an autobiographical element to this.) And Alan travels back to 1962 East Berlin and becomes his mum.
Natasha's writing and directing.
Yeah - this one seemed a bit out there, really. If the lesson is that you have to accept yourself and your past, then it sure goes a long way around the houses to get there.
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