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A camera scoots around empty rooms, career­ing in and out of windows, threatening to end its trajectory by stepping out into the void, by looking too far. The rooms shift from colour to black & white. Outside is all concrete grey, inside a monitor flickers absently. Kalin's stark and lyrical imagery rhymes with the deep melancholy of Truman Capote's text & Brian Eno's transient soundtrack, both of which offer a neat counterpoint to the film's ethereal and world-weary tone.