Can as innocuous practice as fishing in the city become a political gesture? Or, on the contrary, is it only a melancholic verification of our defeat and impotence? So, what happens when we run out of words?
La gran ilusión [The great illusion] takes place one morning in the Juan Carlos I Park.
The movie was screened at Zinebi. Official Selection (premiere) and Doclisboa. Riscos (New Visions).
