The Andrès’ Gaze

Somewhere in Europe. A small transport company. Andrès is a truck driver. Deliveries follow one another. The goods weigh down on his body. A rat race for profit. Andrès accumulates hours. The schedules that govern his work constrain his life. Before his very eyes, the landscapes marked by the flow of ever-moving commodities pass by. Andrès knows that he is part of a system that exhausts the men who work to make it operate – a system that exhausts itself.