Save the Mothers
At first glance, the birthday party seems like just another picture-perfect moment in the curated life of Sofi Pau and Santi - the golden couple of social media. Surrounded by cousins, champagne, and…
Save the Mothers
At first glance, the birthday party seems like just another picture-perfect moment in the curated life of Sofi Pau and Santi - the golden couple of social media. Surrounded by cousins, champagne, and an expensive house in northern Mexico, the two glide through the evening as if their love story were real. But behind the filters, everything is falling apart. Their relationship, built on status, pressure, and appearances, is cracking. Santi is cold, calculating, more concerned with public image than affection. Sofi Pau, desperate to stay relevant and adored, spirals between affection and self-destruction. The party becomes a minefield of subtle digs, fake PDA, jealous glances, and silent breakdowns - all hidden beneath forced smiles and the ever-present threat of being exposed. And then... a cousin ends up dead. Not murdered - at least, not that anyone will admit. But definitely, undeniably, a corpse. Instead of calling for help, the guests - too proud, too scared, too selfish - decide to hide the body and carry on with the party. Because if they can survive the night without being blamed, they win: no scandal, no consequences, just a memory buried under tequila and denial. But nothing stays hidden for long. As paranoia sets in, alliances crumble, and everyone begins to betray everyone. The story unravels through conflicting testimonies and surreal flashbacks, all filtered through the warped lens of Sofi and Santi's collapsing romance. Primos is a dark comedy where the corpse is just the backdrop - the real rot is emotional. It's a story about love that's performative, grief that's staged, and families that will do anything to protect the illusion of unity - even if it means pretending the dead body in the next room doesn't exist.
Save the Mothers
Drama
Film Details
At first glance, the birthday party seems like just another picture-perfect moment in the curated life of Sofi Pau and Santi - the golden couple of social media. Surrounded by cousins, champagne, and an expensive house in northern Mexico, the two glide through the evening as if their love story were real. But behind the filters, everything is falling apart.
Their relationship, built on status, pressure, and appearances, is cracking. Santi is cold, calculating, more concerned with public image than affection. Sofi Pau, desperate to stay relevant and adored, spirals between affection and self-destruction.
The party becomes a minefield of subtle digs, fake PDA, jealous glances, and silent breakdowns - all hidden beneath forced smiles and the ever-present threat of being exposed. And then... a cousin ends up dead.
Not murdered - at least, not that anyone will admit. But definitely, undeniably, a corpse. Instead of calling for help, the guests - too proud, too scared, too selfish - decide to hide the body and carry on with the party.
Because if they can survive the night without being blamed, they win: no scandal, no consequences, just a memory buried under tequila and denial. But nothing stays hidden for long. As paranoia sets in, alliances crumble, and everyone begins to betray everyone.
The story unravels through conflicting testimonies and surreal flashbacks, all filtered through the warped lens of Sofi and Santi's collapsing romance. Primos is a dark comedy where the corpse is just the backdrop - the real rot is emotional. It's a story about love that's performative, grief that's staged, and families that will do anything to protect the illusion of unity - even if it means pretending the dead body in the next room doesn't exist..