"Which face would you want to wear in a new world?" asks a young woman while we see her preparing her make-up in the mirror. The "masking" of make-up is opposed with the rural carnivalesque ritual of "Krampusumzug": The public virile march of young men under - occasionally monstrous - masks. While the woman attends the parade and allows herself to get lost in the spectacle, the images change their register: a sober documentation makes way for an enigmatic flickering, which not only disrupts the gender coding, but reveals in the masking a transgressive moment: "This very night I became for the first time, what I always sought to be: Something other than myself."