A couple in Istanbul, sharing the same high-rise space but losing a shared sense of time. The man, fired from his work and unable to admit it. The woman, previously crippled by writer's block, now suddenly inspired by their unspoken anxieties. He is evasive and awkward with the security guard of the building, despite a possibly similar background. She is warm and self-consciously candid towards their cleaning lady, who might as well be her counterpart from a vastly different life. As a tiny stain on the kitchen counter takes over the man's reality, the woman becomes the invisible author of this nervous breakdown. Is this the sign of the times? Or is it just a fever dream?
—Harikulade Film