Young Molly travels the long the way from her Irish home to a shabby post communistic polish town, determined to find Marcin, a one-night-stand and the unknowing father of her unborn child. All Molly knows about Marcin is his first name and that he works in one of the many illegally operating coal mines around that town.
In the course of Molly's search we can observe a series of little anecdotes and encounters, mostly sweet ones, partly rough ones, and we see how some unexpected friendships are developing.
It is all about Molly's way to approach people. But her way is not the usual one like in many movies where the lively Mediterranean extroverted sunny girl instantly lifts the spirits and conquers the hearts of everybody around.
Molly's way has no sex appeal, no immediate beauty, no outbursts of laughter. It has some singing and dancing but it is rather clumsy, nevertheless so real and so warm.
Molly's way is quiet, slow and persistent. It is strikingly honest and with deeply well intentions and a thorough reliability. That's her convincing way which adds warmth, light, and color to the life of everybody around in that otherwise rather cold and depressive town.
And as a natural consequence those people around Molly reveal a little more of their own friendly streaks.
And then, oh my God, there comes Marcin, who spoils a standard happy end. So, Molly's way can not turn around that one. So the end turns into a life's lesson learned, authentically, sympathetic and optimistic. You are witnessing a wonderful story without the teachery morale of some other German movies.
Molly's Way shows the extraordinary beauty of a human being who has not one of the glossy, currently so fashionable, features of the main stream media heroines. What a refreshing reminder of what really counts in life!