Luis Rodríguez

Minotaur takes place in a home of books, of readers, of artists. It’s also a home of soft light, of eternal afternoons, of sleepiness, of dreams. The home is impermeable to the world. Mexico is on fire, but the characters of Minotaur sleep soundly.

Victoria directs and acts a short film playing herself. While fiction is mixed with memories of her scars, she realizes that she doesn’t have the courage to recreate her most important wound.