As closing time approaches at the supermarket, the last customers queue for their turn at the fish counter. Arranged on a bed of crushed ice under the fluorescent glow, an agonising wait gives the seafood a chance to reflect on the finer details of existence, not to mention break into song. A delicate dance between melancholy and absurdity, this stop-motion elegy contemplates an existential mix of consumerism and life as it draws to a close

SESIÓN DE CORTOS FUTURE FRAMES