Today, when it seems that cinema can talk about everything and show everything, it is at least significant that the place most films don't dare to go is the world of work, precisely what determines the daily lives of most of the population. It is one of capitalism's great triumphs: turning work into a kind of dramatic taboo, a residue where fictions don't bother to linger, lest we begin to question the meaning or the fairness of the activity that occupies our routines. Fortunately, there are still some filmmakers committed to making clear what their antiheroes live (and die) by, as is the case with Alberto Rodríguez.

Between Torredembarra and Sant Carles de la Ràpita, there are more than a hundred ships resting in the sea. These are ships that sank because they suffered an accident or because a German submarine attacked them during the First World War. The focal point of this ship graveyard, which thanks to the forces of nature has already become fantastic marine biotopes, is Ametlla de Mar. Off the coast of this fishing town, there are up to 13 ships, according to Josep Maria Castellví, the historian and underwater documentary filmmaker without whom we would not know this story. "No one knew how many ships there were or why they had been sunk," explains Castellví, who, after consulting documentation from the German submarines themselves, has already published three books on sunken ships, including The secret war in the Mediterranean.