Moacir has died, but he’s able to live in images and in Tomás Lipgot’s heart. The director cannot abandon his unforgettable character yet, and so he embarks on a farewell that is also some sort of personal journal made with all the warmth and care in the world.
| Directing | Tomás Lipgot | Director |
| Writing | Tomás Lipgot | Writer |
| Camera | Javier Pistani | Director of Photography |
| Editing | Leandro Tolchinsky | Editor |
| Sound | Ana Mouriño | Sound |
| Sound | Pablo Urristi | Music |