Morán works as a clerk in a bank in Buenos Aires. He is as good as invisible to his colleagues. Over dinner with his colleague Román, Morán tells him that he stole exactly $650,000, which is exactly double what he would have made until his retirement. He plans to turn himself in, but not before offering Román to split the money if agrees to hide it for the duration of his incarceration.
It is the first installment of a series of films titled Downtown Life, which is the result of the happy meeting of two friends who get together to film for the pleasure of walking and observing the city in which they live and where they grew up. What they see is the city that belongs to them, and turning that fact into a film is the way to share that belonging with others. Each observation, be it the movement of traffic at a street intersection, be it the force of the wind exerted on a branch, be it the rhythm of pedestrians at night, contains a form and a story and the confidence that they can be transmitted to whoever. be open to that contemplation.
An intimate, amiable and yet unforgettable symphony of the life of every country town in the world in several vignettes – even if this focuses on Colón, a couple of hours north of Buenos Aires. Both lyrical and modest.
This film is a political and poetic portrait of the daily life of a low class woman who plays the part of a cleaning lady. Ramona lives in the suburbs of Buenos Aires. Every day she travels four hours and a half to reach her job and to get back home. She divides her working time between two upper middle-class homes where she receives the name of Réimon, a sound that evokes the English language, a Buenos Aires upper class snobbish custom. It´s fiction and it´s not. It´s also a film about the labour conditions of a worker, about the time this worker uses for working and the efforts that implies working. It´s also about the absurdity of cleaning someone else´s house, the absurdity of modern life and the differences between social classes.
