Papá Cohiba

A search, an intuition, a journey. A packet of rolling tobacco that I can’t get rid of. I always felt that underneath that rude ‘smoking kills’ label, there was something valuable and transcendental, something that, interestingly, connected me with life. So I closed my suitcase and threw myself in search of that which was printed in big red letters on those tobacco packets that I had been holding in my hand for years: ‘Orígenes’; I was trying to give its identity back to that packet and then smoke one last fag as it deserves. With honours. (Seminci - Valladolid International Film Festival)