Productoras
Secrets that must never be known always begin quietly. What should have been a trivial occurrence slowly erodes daily life once a sense of incongruity is born. A mother pretending not to see, a son pretending not to notice—as their respective intentions intertwine, the parent-child relationship slowly transforms. Between what must be protected and emotions that cannot be discarded, the sexual desires of mother and son continue to waver. In the end, will what remains be regret, or something else entirely—?
