Twelve Nails

Late night. Ana is sleeping alone in a double bed. Her cellphone rings. Dazed, she turns on the bedside lamp to shake off her sleep. Reluctanly, she gets out of bed and, at 2 AM on one of those nights when you can see the vapor of your breath, she showers, gets dressed, puts on her makeup, walks to the avenue and takes a cab to the other side of town, so she can go deep into something more than the darkness of the night.

Director

Paula Hernández

Created by

Paula Zyngierman

Writers

Paula Hernández