With a conviction that appeared to be forgotten, Rodrigo Moreno del Valle’s debut recovers the pulse of young people thrown into summer and hopeless nights, in a city with local features that seem to get diluted into the cosmopolitan life of well-of classes. The characters wander through the streets, get into clubs, or go to parties with a blurred goal: distract themselves from loneliness, boredom, or an unfinished form of anguish, and spend time in the same way days pass by in this film, each one marking a different chapter. The filmmaker is able to find a tone that works hard to scorch on the common places of dilettante young people. Wik features both the passion of love encounters and its opposite side: the ferocious silence of wasted hours