My Dear Lover

It's a story of a figure's yearning for touch and the impossibility of bringing that about. While one hand is trying to get into contact with the surface of an amorphous body, a voice in the off is reading a love letter. The longed-for lover might well stand for an imaginary body, upon which insecurities around human/non-human, as well as digital/analogue relationships, are played out. (Tallinn Black Nights Film Festival)