Seven-year-old Sol spends the day at her grandparents’ house, helping her aunts Nuri and Alejandra with the preparations for a surprise party they are throwing for Sol’s father, Tonatiuh, a painter and bonsai enthusiast. In one of the rooms, Tona reluctantly gathers strength to join his loved ones for one final celebration. His daughter, Sol, will come to understand that her world is about to change dramatically. As day gives way to night, a strange and chaotic atmosphere takes over, shattering the bonds that hold a family together. Sol slowly embraces the essence of letting go and the truth of human mortality.
“I had such an active imagination as a child. So active. I was able to spend hours just being by myself. Sometimes, when I was at my grandmother’s house in the south of Mexico, I would listen to all these magical stories. / … / To think about death is to think about life. And about love. I’m no neuropsychologist, that much is clear, but we can’t be afraid of that darkness all the time. We tend to think it’s so bad, but it’s not. If you close your eyes, you can’t see the light either. But there is beauty in that as well.” (Lila Avilés)