Plot

IN LIMBO s a documentary essay that questions the world of memory that we are all building, through the everyday digitization of our lives and our environment. The voice of a mysterious spirit (embodied by Nancy Huston) wakes up in the maze of data centers which makes up the global network. As though there were nothing left on Earth but this huge machine, still running. Diving into her memory, she is fascinated by the strange life that lies within, inhabited by ghostly characters (the Internet's founding fathers, Google CEOs, digital librarians, etc). Enchanted by the promises of this world, she abandons herself into it. Pure soul, she wanders through this after-life, attempting to once more experience the essence of nostalgia.

IN LIMBO (FR, 2015, 85') is a documentary essay that questions the world of memory that we are all building, through the everyday digitization of our lives and our environment. IN LIMBO 1. Lit. On the border of hell. 2. Fig. In a state of neglect, of oblivion 3. In computing: the condition of files which are deleted from view but not yet physically removed from storage. Our data accompanies us all of our lives, like our shadows and our footprints. By the time we all disappear, they will haunt the memory of a huge network still in activity. The voice of a mysterious spirit (embodied by Nancy Huston) wakes up in the maze of data centers which makes up the global network. As though there were nothing left on Earth but this huge machine, still running. Diving into her memory, she is fascinated by the strange life that lies within, inhabited by ghostly characters (the Internet's founding fathers, Google CEOs, digital librarians, etc). Enchanted by the promises of this world, she abandons herself into it. Pure soul, she wanders through this after-life, attempting to once more experience the essence of nostalgia. IN LIMBO is the journey of this spirit into a world without forgetting, fed by all the machines, the data centers and the individuals connected to the internet. It is a sensorial and poetic drift into a new, strange and ghostly global organism we already all live in: are we building the biggest cemetery of your History, or are we building a new kind of cathedral?