David González Rudiez

A fragmentary portrait of a serial killer.

Jorge is a guerrilla filmmaker on the point of completing his latest and most ambitious work, the one he hopes will finally earn him an established place in the avant-garde film scene. An improbable grant leads to the reappearance of an old project that will turn his life upside down: to make a film with money, at last. A commercial film.

Madrid. Immediate vicinity of the M30 highway. A nameless man walks tirelessly against the infinite traffic. In one pocket, he carries a map. In the other, different objects, like a broken compass, a die with powers, a magic stone, and a button battery that always reflects the full moon. From here on in... The night. The trip. The devil. A flute and a melody. A beginning and an end... in an amazing film, without sound.

I can't wait to see your face when you open your eyes...

No synopsis available yet.

Every night in her room, Grandma invents stories for the brother and the sister.

A fragmentary portrait of a serial killer.

A fragmentary portrait of a serial killer.

Jorge is a guerrilla filmmaker on the point of completing his latest and most ambitious work, the one he hopes will finally earn him an established place in the avant-garde film scene. An improbable grant leads to the reappearance of an old project that will turn his life upside down: to make a film with money, at last. A commercial film.

Jorge is a guerrilla filmmaker on the point of completing his latest and most ambitious work, the one he hopes will finally earn him an established place in the avant-garde film scene. An improbable grant leads to the reappearance of an old project that will turn his life upside down: to make a film with money, at last. A commercial film.

Madrid. Immediate vicinity of the M30 highway. A nameless man walks tirelessly against the infinite traffic. In one pocket, he carries a map. In the other, different objects, like a broken compass, a die with powers, a magic stone, and a button battery that always reflects the full moon. From here on in... The night. The trip. The devil. A flute and a melody. A beginning and an end... in an amazing film, without sound.

I can't wait to see your face when you open your eyes...

I can't wait to see your face when you open your eyes...

No synopsis available yet.

No synopsis available yet.

Every night in her room, Grandma invents stories for the brother and the sister.

Every night in her room, Grandma invents stories for the brother and the sister.

Marta is still on holiday...