Two men on the ground separate, we lose sight of them, the camera turns on its axis in a desert landscape; we see the dust, the mountains. We listen to a piano, the murmur of male voices, the characters move in and out of the frame while the camera rotates, in one of the already well-known film choreographies of the staging characteristic of the Mexican director.
Two men on the ground separate, we lose sight of them, the camera turns on its axis in a desert landscape; we see the dust, the mountains. We listen to a piano, the murmur of male voices, the characters move in and out of the frame while the camera rotates, in one of the already well-known film choreographies of the staging characteristic of the Mexican director.
DirectorJulián Hernández
