What might have been is an abstraction remaining a perpetual possibility, only in a world of T. S. Eliot. As we talk about the past, my memories are fading, my past self vanishing. In quest of an answer to the ultimate question, the film dissects the existence of I, and how its body, memory, and images relate with death.
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