Diego and Blanca's married life is one of stultifying monotony enlivened only by long periods spent on the couch watching soap operas and an occasional episode of joyless sex. Diego's complaint is that life is clumsy. The pot-bellied, balding Diego is dominated by his wife, who is alternately scolding and effusively affectionate. He has no clue what to do when his daughter Katrina, from a previous marriage, seeks his help to escape a drug-addict boyfriend and Blanca refuses to let her live with them. Events conspire to lead Diego along an unexpectedly desperate path, and he soon loses his way.