This is not a biopic! In this delirious cinematic poem, the Spanish poet Federico García Lorca finds dead fish in the bathtub, is tied up with pearl necklaces, burns with desire for a pineapple and lets his own body and his clique twitch in booze-soaked artistic convulsions. Instead of reporting on the biography of the gay poet, who was executed by fascists during the Spanish Civil War, Malga Kubiak creates a hypnotic gesamtkunstwerk out of shards of truth and conjecture buttressed with ample fiction: a story about Lorca‘s last seven years, his dramatic conflicts with Salvador Dalí and Luis Buñuel, his stay in New York and a trip to Havana. In a world of lunatics and surrealists, everything is a game, the truth mixes with fiction and stage play becomes an endless party where time loops and neurotic partygoers never stop dancing.