
SomewhereinMexico,anopulentcemeteryfullofpalatialmausoleumsisgrowingbytheday.Thespeedofexpansionparallelsthenumberofliquidationsperpetratedbyrivaldruggangsinthearea.Acontinualstreamofnotoriousdruglordsareburiedherejustastheylived,withpompandceremony-inmarblebuildingshungwithchandeliersandportraitphotos-andwithmachinegunsandmusic.Theiryoungwidowsandsmallchildrencanbefoundthereeveryday.NightwatchmanMartinlooksafterthesitewithtwotrustydogsathisside.Withthecomingofeachnewday,familymembersarrivetotendtotheirlovedones'luxuriousmausoleums,andconstructionworkersracetobuildnewones.Inthebackground,weepingmothersburytheirsonswhohavediedviolentdeaths.Inthissubduedfilm,whichisentirelybereftoftheviolenceatitscore,thecameratakesinMartin'salmostserenedaysandnightsincinemaveritéstyle.NewsabouttheviolentcartelwarsonMartin'stelevisionandthecoconutdrinksalesman'sradioprovideaclearcontextforthiscemeteryunderconstruction.ThesenseofcalmthatreignsherecontrastsincreasinglysharplywiththeexplosiveepidemicofviolencethatcanspreadsoeasilyinMexico.