A bitter-sweet late coming of age about the problems of modern-day love.
A Sardinian fisherman has promised the moon to the woman he loves. And Sardinian men always keep their promises.
A renowned film producer is found dead in the river Tiber. The main suspects are three young aspiring screenwriters. In the course of one night in the police station, they go through their tumultuous, emotional and ironic journey in the streets of Rome, in the final throes of the glorious era of the great Italian cinema.
Alessandro is a local events singer, he abuses alcohol and plays slot machines. At a particularly unlucky day, he gets drunk, goes to a Disco, meets nice girls and are asked to buy other drugs. He goes to his home where he lives with his mother. The mother denies the money and Alessandro gets angry and turns the house upside down. The police take him to the hospital as he is too drunk. There he meets another patient, a young woman Francesca. She wants to get out to see her little son. She tries to become a close friend of Alessandro. She succeeds and Alessandro accompanies Francesca to her house. There she is told by her parents that the boy has been taken away by social services. Alessandro decides to accompany the woman also to the far-away city where the boy has been taken. And a journey of love, hate, despair and a big funny dramatic sacrifice can begin.
In the 90s, Isabella was eighteen and a star. 20 years later, she is still singing those same songs in small town bars with her son Bruno, playing guitar. It's because of him that her career stopped. At least it's what she tells herself.