Eitan Reuven paced nervously toward the rear of the theater. His film Another World was about to screen for members of the Israeli Film Academy. The bulb for the projector had burned out and the crowd was getting restless. At least we were inside, enjoying dim lighting and air conditioning. Outside, it was well over 100F, just another sweltering, humid Tel Aviv summer's day.
Eitan and I were set to have an interview after the screening but so far things were not going well. This is not a film about zombies, I had been advised ahead of time, don't use that word. This is a film about a virus. It's different.