 He was a bum named Otello. He spent the day begging his bread. He had only one love: Cinema. He knew all the cinemas in the city and he was friends with all the ushers that allowed him often to get free entrance to see his preferred pictures. He was an expert and knew the history of the Seventh Art very well. One rainy and cold evening, after he was wandering aimlessly searching for food, he got shelter in a cinema room to warm up and to see the preview of his preferred director s last movie...