Father and son are members of a decadent circus. Tired of being constantly criticized by the owner of the circus, Trombada, the ventriloquist, makes a joke about his boss, and the two fight. The clown Marreco hits their boss on the head. Now the two have to run from the police while living an adventure.
It is a film about the deep Brazil, not Brazil as a society, state or experience; it is a film about a geological, prehistoric and pre-logical Brazil. The adventures of the Caribbean monster, its wanderings along a virgin beach evoke, before Brazil, the artistic wanderings of a filmmaker in constant friction and, why not say, struggle against the mommy-daddy cinema, produced without taste, without joy and without adventure.