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Survival. Not just in our present 'fin de siècle', but survival in New York City (7 million inhabitants) as well. That's not to be sniffed at. Enough to make one paranoid. It appears that William Burroughs said that with a healthy dose of paranoia you're one jump ahead of everybody else. But things are not so simple for Anne. Her life is a mess. She gives up her job and suddenly she has so much suffocating freedom that she does not know what to do. Smoke cigarettes? It's as well that Anne does not know that she is being watched. Not just Anne, but everybody. By a group of dead people, nota bene. But what is left to the dead except to watch? Well, they send messages via the television. Subliminal messages ("he's got a big one" - talk about subliminal!) that gnaw at Anne's subconscious and that of her bosom friend Chris. Besides, would Anne know that Chris is suspected of murder? Fiction and reality are woven together in this post modern morality sketch about mortality, adultery, friendship, revenge, murder, our society and the supernatural. There is no certainty in life. Certainty is a good deodorant.
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Erik Quint
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Camera, light: John Kraus, Sound: David Pastecchi, Matthew Price, Music: Roy Nathanson, Gustav Mahler, Curtis Fowlkes, E.J. Rodriquez, With: Judy Blazer, Maggie Low, Doug Barron, Larry Maxwell, Kate Valk, Quin Raymond, Sam Coppola, Isa Thomas, Production: New Television
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