11211, the Neighborhood of the Forking Avenues

The bride runaway across the streets of New York dragging her useless white dress, The pizza boy can´t hide his obession with gorilas, Santa Klaus haven´t received his shipment of green sockets and look for sex on internet, a girl wanders by Williamsburg´s bridge, a boy wants to meet a boy, two girls come across each others, a laundromat where everybody ends, a neighborhood: 11211. Who hasn´t feel sometimes like a lonely upaired socket? How hasn´t imagine things are different? (Las Palmas de Gran Canaria International Film Festival)