Light is information, a signal sounder than recollection. If there’s anyone out there to receive the message.

Alone in a sealed apartment until time loses meaning, the world outside unreal or unreachable, archaic illuminations crawling across the walls, connections fraying. What is happening here? A science fictional essay film, or its inverse. A break-up film about optics, memory, data. Endings and what survives them or fails to.

Many thanks due to Maya Edelman, Dave Zackin, Zach Nader, and the Regional Plan Association.