One stormy night, a boat sinks near the cost. The frightened castaways disembark and flee, leaving a backpack on the shore that belongs to young Omar. Ezechiele, an old fisherman, decides to cross the sea accompanied by his grandson and his dog, Spaghetti, to return the backpack to Omar’s mother and reassure her that her child has reached land safe and sound. For Ezechiele, it is imperative to make
the journey, both in the name of humanity and to acknowledge the importance of small gestures. It may be a strange undertaking; it
may end up in vain. But it’s necessary – and heroic.