The company Filao embarked once again, towards a humanistic subject, the relationship between a brother and sister. Theme full of scratches and chaparderies. But behind all that, There is idea under rock, because of the natural ethical brotherhood brotherhood, There is only one step.
Mademoiselle looks instead for Melody, Mr for rhythm. Both read the newspaper, on an air of radio. A priori, No wonder. But the music gets involved....
Surrounded by all kinds of objects, This individualist stagnates in the selfish sweetness to a sweet illusion of happiness. Its housing is a very ordinary Cueva. An individual resigned, as our neighbour, and even if we look more closely, a part of ourselves.
G.P.S. Great Performance of the Society is a dance of two be lost along the way. G.P.S. It's the mirror both funny and cynical of a standardized company where time still leaves room for new horizons.