We have long forgotten the ritual by which the house of our life was erected. But when it is under assault and enemy bombs are already taking their toll, what enervated, perverse antiquities do they not lay bare in the foundations.
- Walter Benjamin
In a future-past world, crumbling and wracked by perpetual war, frantic preparations for a music recital are underway in a disintegrating theatre. As the residents struggle under relentless bombardments, only one thing holds the place upright: the unwavering determination of an old man forgotten in the cellar…