Synopsis

A portrait of Daniel Cruz through his daughter’s eyes, showing his contradictions. On one side, a filmmaker and loving father. On the other, a man who does not remember and is violent, unwittingly repeating his own childhood. Starting from Daniel’s last words, “I can’t die because I haven’t made a film,” we ask ourselves what that story is. We assemble and take apart that film with the voices of the women in the family, the objects he left behind and his blurred scripts.