This intimate, collaged portrait of a filmmaker’s relationship to the night drifts between moments of drunken reverie, introspective wanderings, and telephone calls that wax philosophical, ruminating on the presence of absence– the fullness of possibility that darkness can provide.
This intimate, collaged portrait of a filmmaker’s relationship to the night drifts between moments of drunken reverie, introspective wanderings, and telephone calls that wax philosophical, ruminating on the presence of absence– the fullness of possibility that darkness can provide.
Rebecca Shapass
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