4 boxing champions, born & bred in this town...
All 4 are madly in love with their trophy wives. Almost simultaneously, all 4 have an epifany: their beautiful wives are plastic and hollow.

SYNOPSIS:

LIKE FEUDAL LORDS by Ismael Camargo

A documentary in the style of Woody Allen's "take the money and run."

Leonard steps into the ring, knocks out his opponent, and captures the world title. Two

weeks later, he marries Silvia. Three boxing champions, born and bred in this town,

attend the wedding with their wives: a Hungarian, a Georgian, and a Spaniard.

Together, these men are the town's ultimate idols. Their wives are beautiful,

sophisticated, and possess an effortless allure that appeals to both men and women.

They’re trophy wives.

The newlyweds return from their honeymoon and join the group of champions and their

wives (the coolest club in town).

In this town, everyone is a boxer, has been one, or is training to be one: it has been this

way for generations. Twenty boxing legends rest in the local cemetery. Twelve former

champions live here, some in their residences, others in humble dwellings. A kind of

medieval mindset reigns in this town. Those who become boxing champions are viewed

as aristocrats and bishops (no matter how much they have lost) are viewed exactly as

aristocrats and bishops were viewed in the Middle Ages. They are respected and

admired; people follow their advice, endorse their opinions on matters both human and

divine, and everyone celebrates their stories with uproarious laughter. Anyone who

disrespects any of these "kings" faces social ostracism.

In the realm of ideas, it often happens that two, three, or more people have the same

idea or patent the same invention at the exact same time, without ever having had prior

contact with one another. It's a human mystery. Something similar happened here.

One day, the three champions realize with absolute clarity that their wives are more like

ladies of leisure than ladies, and they instantly stop loving them. Suddenly, they go from

pride to crushing shame. And yet, there hasn't been a shred of infidelity, nor have the

women changed in the slightest.

All three couples divorce.

The three now-divorced women visit Silvia. She confesses that she would also like a

divorce—or better yet, to be widowed. Her husband has turned out to be an idiot and a

total cheapskate. 'Your husband isn't cheap,' they reply. 'A week before marrying you,

he hired an escort fifteen years his senior and paid her $15,000 from Monday to Friday.

They present the proof and reveal their grand plan: to invest all their resources into the

greatest business in the world—a high-end brothel. 'You only live once,' they say, 'and

this is the best way to do it.' Silvia loves the idea.

Leonard arrives home, and the three women hide.

Silvia confronts Leonardo about his stinginess. He gives her an emerald necklace he

had brought specifically for her, but it's not enough. She demands cash. He opens the

safe and tells her to take whatever she wants. She takes it all.

That was everything I had. I’m wiped out; my bank account is at zero.

I don't buy it. You have plenty of money."

No, the rich one here is you. The only thing of value I have left is this wedding ring. I'll

trade it to you for the love letters I sent you.

They make the trade: she slips on the ring, and he clutches the bundle of letters.

"I declare myself divorced.

Leonard opens a book, slips the love letters inside, and walks out.

The three women emerge from hiding celebrating the financial windfall. Moments later,

the three champions arrive looking for Leonard. The women scramble back into hiding

while Silvia strategically plies the men with liquor. By the time the women step out

again, the drunken champions are singing; instead of clashing, everyone mingles and

happily swaps partners. When the women pitch their luxury bordello concept, the men

are instantly sold and demand to join. Right then and there, they spark a wild

celebration.

Financially, the four champions have lost everything, but their status in town remains

legendary. They are still the supreme aristocrats. Locals gather around to hang on their

every word, listening to their wild tales about love, sex, political corruption, and a

bizarre, flyweight mobster who lived only for war. The crowd listens, roars with laughter,

and begs for more stories as another bottle is uncorked.

Meanwhile, the four women have remarried within the group, completing the ultimate

shuffle: Silvia is now with Champion A, the Hungarian is married to Leonard, the

Georgian to Champion B, and the Spaniard to Champion C. They’re the coolest club in

town. They’re transforming their society simply by example.