A professor tells the ghost story of two “naive characters and their dogs” to his fellow academics. It quickly becomes clear that the professor himself is one of the characters and that this is no mere ghost story.
No doubt, there are plenty of pleasures to be had today. But is it possible to enjoy yourself, to live through yourself rather than through the ubiquitous corporate Hollywood haze of images, desires, and emotions? Is this a question even worth asking?
I just want to start off by saying if you want an answer at the end, prepare to be disappointed. There just isn’t one.