José Diez

A filmmaker arrives at the house where a friend disappeared. She inquires about her with a man who holds a candle in his hand; with an acolyte who enters people’s dreams; with a forgetful woman, with a denier, and manages to escape the seduction of a satanic group, but is captivated by a demon.

A writer, who wants to make a film about today's Chile, departs from the usual forms of filming to grasp the mystery of things. He approaches the desired film, in the middle of a relationship crisis, caused by Marcy, a disturbing woman-child who drags him into a fascinating crazy-love relationship. And because the writer understands that true creation involves detaching himself from any subjection to the practical world and accepting the catastrophic as a form of secular holiness, he performs, in the end, an act of immense generosity.

A kimche, a Mapuche wise man, arrives at a clinic where patients are demanding more medication. But it is all an illusion: they have been killed by a weküfü, an invisible evil entity. The kimche leads them to Miñche Mapu, where spirits decide who can return to life.

An ode to the terrible yet beautiful but fleeting life.