Luis Pétriz

Manuel Jiménez receives some clandestine wiretappings that he has to transcribe. Because of this, and almost without wanting to, he enters a kaleidoscopic plot that involves a group of people at a party, their later walkabouts around the city at night, and their relationship with the secrets hidden inside Vodka’s diary.

Just like someone who takes out his dog for a walk everyday, Petriz is condemned to watch and hear every move from a woman inside a house. We don’t know why or for what reason. We’re just there, alongside Petriz, watching and hearing.