L'ala dreta

We are in 1989 ("the last year of man on Earth", and also the year of the Revolution). The fateful dictatorship of Ceau?escu experiences its last throes. In the circuses of hunger, long lines of women wait for food that does not arrive, closely watched by Securitate agents. Bucharest is a mausoleum, a city of the dead and at night, of ruins and misery. The young Mircea is torn between the poignant reality and the hallucinated visions of a place that appears at the end of the world, embarking on a wild and mystical dissection of early childhood, on an oneiric journey through the labyrinth of family genealogy, in the that everything converges and everything ends, in a fullness as fleeting as the beat of a butterfly's wings.