“An old photograph taken 36 years ago. His hand rests on my shoulder. A blessing, a gift. Then a history of over four decades of friendship, admiration and apprenticeship. A journey into Oliveira’s cinema, his method, his way of filming and his extraordinary cinematic inventions. He lived for over a century, over a century of cinema, cinema in its entirety. For him, and for me too now, documentary and fiction films go hand in hand; it is all about cinema. So I had the audacity to film a magnificent story that Manoel loved but never filmed, one that he left behind as if his hand and eyes were close to God, or among the gods, and he was steering me.” - João Botelho

Cinema, Manoel de Oliveira and Me

Antonio runs away from home and tries to spend the night at his ex-girlfriend's apartment. There he finds a brazilian girl, an unexpected guest. Johnny is struggling to stage his first theater play in Lisbon. His friendship with the young light technician will make him face his real problems. Débora is passing by, finally returning home. When she goes to the theater, she falls asleep, and is awaken by the protagonist. Three dimensions of the same story.

Antonio One Two Three

Ten stories or one. Ten moments in the timeline: 1972, 1999, 1550, 2083, 1891, 2012, 1618 – and the same reality: violence giving the final face to relations in brazil. a slave revolt on a coffee plantation, the torture of an indian, the kidnapping of an ambassador, jews hiding from the inquisition, a tortured woman who sees her torturer in the audience to which she tells the crime committed by him, father and son talking during the second war, a widow who lost everything in “ensiling crisis” and is forced to marry and lose her freedom.