Javier García Lerín

Julia is my mother. She's worked as a hairdresser all her life, but she's retired now. She spends her weekdays cooking and styling her friends' hair; but her greatest dream is taking care of her grandson, my son. He comes to visit us once a week and stays overnight. The morning after one of those nights, my mother tells me she thinks she's had a stroke. I don't know what to say; I hug her. Two weeks later, we shot this film.

When a couple of filmmakers decide to shoot a documentary about couples in love, problems and tensions between the two force them to question their own relationship and the meaning of cinema.

Julia is my mother. She's worked as a hairdresser all her life, but she's retired now. She spends her weekdays cooking and styling her friends' hair; but her greatest dream is taking care of her grandson, my son. He comes to visit us once a week and stays overnight. The morning after one of those nights, my mother tells me she thinks she's had a stroke. I don't know what to say; I hug her. Two weeks later, we shot this film.

Julia is my mother. She's worked as a hairdresser all her life, but she's retired now. She spends her weekdays cooking and styling her friends' hair; but her greatest dream is taking care of her grandson, my son. He comes to visit us once a week and stays overnight. The morning after one of those nights, my mother tells me she thinks she's had a stroke. I don't know what to say; I hug her. Two weeks later, we shot this film.

Julia is my mother. She's worked as a hairdresser all her life, but she's retired now. She spends her weekdays cooking and styling her friends' hair; but her greatest dream is taking care of her grandson, my son. He comes to visit us once a week and stays overnight. The morning after one of those nights, my mother tells me she thinks she's had a stroke. I don't know what to say; I hug her. Two weeks later, we shot this film.

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