El hombre que se creía Vicente Rojo

Believing that she is destined to live a life in which only disagreeable things happen, Berta sets out to find something to provide her with a different vision of reality. Her mother hides behind an appearance and decisions that she doesn't always recognise as her own. A man comes into their lives who introduces himself as the prestigious Mexican artist Vicente Rojo and he will trigger a surprising game of identities in which it is difficult to recognise oneself or differentiate what is within reach from what is impossible: an enigmatic life lesson. 'I can say that not only have I achieved peace but that I have done great work. I have worked hard for culture, it has been the only thing that interested me. I know no more enjoyable sensation than that of reading a good poem, listening to music or looking at a beautiful painting. That is the only meaning of everything, the place from which we were expelled and which . . .' [appears to break off here]