One clearly notices the influence of her husband Carlos Reygadas, whose films she also edited, on Natalia López Gallardo's debut film.She traces, entirely poetically and impressively, the voids left by the many missing people and deaths in Mexico's rural area, dominated by violence and drug trafficking. Cryptic in its narrative style, it gradually reveals a poignant panorama of a society burning. Scenes like a curtain dropping  a vase by breeze are of poetic beauty, while in other scenes we are mercilessly and disturbingly exposed to brutality. López Gallardo's sensual style brings us uncommonly close to the suffering of the people despite the narrative abstraction and formal disorientations (image and sound often tell different things here). First major highlight from the competition, and I'm surprised by the restrained reactions so far.