Barcelona (a Map): Through a series of conversations among a dying man, his wife, and the three people who are renting out rooms in their apartment, Barcelona (a Map) ekes out a disjointed narrative of incest, loss, and disappointment. The disappointment, however, is yours, for the connections between these characters are as inscrutable as the floor plan of the space in which they're living. The script deals mostly in empty aphorisms, and the hefty backstory has no appreciable effect on the present-day action. Almost as quickly as a woman reveals her brother is actually her son, the information is dismissed with a shoulder shrug. Within another minute, a character is setting a handkerchief on fire with his mind, but not even this phenomenon can get anyone to leave the apartment. The film lays claim to the great tradition of highbrow European cinema, but is actually just a telenovela with better lighting. —P. Scott CunninghamMarch 4 at 7 p.m. Colony Theater, 1040 Lincoln Rd, Miami Beach; 305-674-1040.