La manada

The scouts

A contemplative desert odyssey about teenagers sleepwalking through connection—it's formally restrained enough to feel almost austere, which is exactly why most people will find it boring and I'll find it quietly defiant.

Fernández Alonso's control of space and pacing situates this firmly in the lineage of European coming-of-age portraiture, where landscape becomes psychological territory and restraint becomes the primary formal gesture; the editing refuses melodrama at every turn.

What makes this work is the decision to keep the teenagers' games as abstracted sound design rather than explicit action—we hear their presence more than we see their faces, which transforms the whole piece from observation into something genuinely estranged and melancholic.