Mike Porcel is the lost member of the Cuban Nueva Trova: his lack of revolutionary spirit condemned him to the repudiation of his peers and turned him into a pariah for a decade, until he managed to go into exile. Without rancor, but without forgetting, the film reconstructs his story and revives a forgotten brilliance.
Havana, 1993. A serial killer decapites cops. Mario, a disenchanted policeman, finds the head of the seventh victim...
Walfrido Larduet, a lonely electrical inspector, dreams of the Red Woman, whose image persists and becomes an obsession. Something tells him she is near. Over the course of a day, Walfrido will follow her trail as he travels through the suburbs of an infested city.
A masterclass in mood, the film plunges us into the darkness of the blackouts that ripple across Cuba. In the murk of shadow, the flickering of fire beckons stories from realms beyond the reach of light. Electricity cuts have revived a protest movement dormant since the revolution, one demanding that power be restored.
On a tiny island in Eastern Cuba, the inhabitants gather around to tell stories that have marked them. Their memories and fears float around like visiting spirits and a sense of imminent liberation is present. A poignant take on the need to overcome the past in order to face the present.
