The Zero Years
Four women, barren, under surveillance and continuous toxic
control, are serving their term in a government run brothel.
Their duty is to have sex and to beat their clients with no remorse.
The relations between them are at a critical point, the food and water
supply is limited, the house is decayed and fit to drop. Nothing on the
outside exists any more.
Nightmarish visions, simulated miscarriages and rapes, injections and
nausea all make up their daily routine. Yet, each ones dream, although
sterile from the State, is to have a child.
One day, one of their clients disappears. The interrogations begin.
You don’t believe me... I’ve written everything in my notebook. I put myself
on the line to protect them and those freaks make fun of me.
Nobody is making fun of you… but there are no kiddies today…
Nope, I know those… They’re those blond little kids with white little
With black little coats…
With black little coats, they wear white little coats in the summer, black
little coats in the winter. And they have blond little heads… What are
I' m peeing….