A wall of speakers is erected in front of a towering mountain range, producing a vision of dual monoliths that are as imposing, unforgiving, and inhuman as the electronic beats that entrance the men and women dancing before them.

These ravers have come to the Moroccan desert to seek communion, but as they bounce, shimmy, and sway to the rhythmic tunes blaring across this barren land, they appear at once in harmony with each other, their music, and their environment, and strangely isolated, caught up in their own private fugue state. They’re together, and yet alone.

Into these throngs wanders Luis (Sergi López) and his adolescent son Esteban (Bruno Núñez Arjona), handing out fliers in the hopes of finding their adult daughter/sister Marina, who’s been missing for five months and whom the

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