The intimate sonic patterns pulled from Mexico City in Alfonso Cuarón’s Oscar nominated film Roma arrive to our ears as a lifeline straight into the heart of nineteen seventies middle-class family milieu. We enter Cuarón’s childhood with our gaze closely locked on pavement listening to stiff bristles vigorously scrub the tile floor. So many events told in Roma occur outside the film frame, outside our direct view. But our ears retrieve what our eyes cannot always see. And the sound that emerges from the space beyond our sight remind us memories are sensorial and this story is all encompassing.