The Mouth screams. Like a shadow, it looms on the event horizon. It swells, hunting the night like a snake in the dark. The laceration tears through the stars, devouring its meal. Within the nothing swims something of a memory of movement. Far beyond, something out of the black reveals itself. In the infinite womb, limbs drift suspended, like flies in a giant spider web. An infinite sea of pale flesh. Bodies without organs. Death's renewal awaits, as the bodies pass through the void.

In the last moments of a life, human senses blur with those of the surrounding forest. Death is the flowing of human senses out into the world beyond the flesh cage. Death is the final breath joining the endless journey of the night breeze.

Remember Me is a dark, obsessive and emotive treatise on death. Its aim is to explore the intimate, personal and often secret relationships that people have with mortality and loss. The tape uses original and found footage to capture the complex web of emotions which surround death and to create a passionate journey through difficult private territories.

It is nightfall. A hunter lurks in the darkness, wandering further towards the impenetrable. Do the meanings lie in the stream, in the mountains, the stars, or in the death of things?