A teenager on vacation finds a camera under the sea. Developing the film within, she finds a picture of herself with a boy she’s never seen. Having the camera examined, she realizes that it must have drifted with the Kuroshio current from island to island for years, but its maker has yet to release that particular model on the market. While the teenager stares at the secret and impossible picture of a future self, time seems to pause around her, and a red tide of poisonous algae closes in on the island.
Mystery, superficially built on noir detective stories. Uncinematic, told mainly through still images and a monologue, though less extreme than “La Jetée” (1962).
Airplanes in the sky above an unknown metropolis are regularly metamorphosing. Predictably, traffic control loses contact with the pilots and little wreckage is found. Perhaps this has something to do with a little girl who runs to the window of her apartment when she hears another plane. A private investigator has been hired to spy on her and the man in the same apartment. One night, the investigator sneaks in and unspools the memory of the apartment’s digital typewriter, thus printing what emerges as a planned letter from the absent man to the investigator, who is joining a long line.