Filming on Franco Maresco's film about Carmelo Bene is abruptly halted after yet another on-set accident. Producer Andrea Occhipinti pulls the plug, exasperated by the endless takes and repeated delays. For his part, the director of Belluscone and The Mafia Is No Longer What It Was, accuses the production of "filmicide," and then disappears. Maresco's friend, Umberto Cantone, attempts to mend the rift by calling witnesses from all those involved in the project, in an investigation that offers an opportunity to retrace the personality and ideas of the most corrosive and apocalyptic auteur in Italian cinema. What if, meanwhile, far from everything and everyone, Maresco is finishing his film, which has become "the only way to give form to the anger and horror I feel for this shitty world"?
