Caterina Fornaciai

We are with Pasolini during the last hours of his life, as he talks with his beloved family and friends, writes, gives a brutally honest interview, shares a meal with Ninetto Davoli, and cruises for the roughest rough trade in his gun-metal gray Alfa Romeo. Over the course of the action, Pasolini’s life and his art are constantly refracted and intermingled to the point where they become one.

24 hours, from dawn on Saturday morning at dawn on Sunday morning. Eight boys between 25 and 30 years, 4 bathrooms. A way of painting these eight characters - in social life always masked - the place where, however, can be themselves, a place where the more you are or where you just bring only the true confidants. The bathroom becomes a place where fiction explodes, and leaves room for sadness and sorrow, compassion, love, shame, youth who goes and that you try to keep close.

Sharing the same psychologist, kleptomaniac Roberto, who writes stories a bit too realistic and scary for kids, and a narcoleptic Beatrice, who documents everything in her life, begin to think that love could be the cure for their problems. But nothing comes easy to either of them, and, just like in one of Roberto's stories, the happy ending really needs to be sought after. Will they find their own?