Héctor travels from Hermosillo to Mexico City with the hope of posing naked for photography collective Feral. His friend Carlos chose not to go with him, and Héctor, determined to experiment with his desire without limits, promises himself to always say yes.

A low-angle shot makes the strident lights suddenly outline the protagonist and make him look as though he were a version of Jon Voight in a plausible Midnight Cowboy mixteca. Without reservations of any kind, with a pop-like aplomb and an eloquence that perhaps only belong to himself, Fuguet delivers a slightly melancholy comedy, with Instagram filters, Spotify songs, all kinds of apps that show his unquestionable devotion for the contemporary. A film about cruising and sexual encounters intervened by technology and interceded by popular culture: the gay undertones of the rancheras; with sweat, with love, with sleaziness, with real bodies, with the lonesomeness of the taco stands at 5am and the obstinate despair in the face of the new day.