Pornography is a film-manifesto. An outburst against the summary execution of Brazilian cinema. It is simple and straightforward: explicit sex, on-screen text, National Anthem.
Two intellectuals, a writer and a director, begin to play a mysterious psychological game in a peaceful countryside manor house during the Nazi occupation.
He is a disillusioned man, divided between the social struggle and the carnal desire, tired of living in a country torn by corruption, apathy and authoritarianism. Moon is the daughter of a deputy who embraces drugs and awaits the day she will be loved. She is in love, he does not. A hotel. A discourse on class struggle. A full afternoon. The oldest ritual ... and the loneliness.