In a strange and haunted setting, verses are lost, like an echo that nobody can seem to hear. The grainy, blurry images shot with the Super 8 camera and a soundtrack seeming to come from the far ends of the universe give the words of Laurence Olivier the feeling of some alien poem. As if the Other – ghosts or beings from another world – could also be transported by love and loss, by the impoverishment of the imagination and the transience of the material world. The invisible presence of ghosts seems to have found a witness here.
