A man on a horse, in a pose reminiscent of an equestrian statue, his gaze fixed, he’s immobile. Suddenly he falls to the ground, and stays there. Something strange is afoot. Situations repeat themselves, a line divides the space, gestures return, the moon's flame goes out. We are in a film studio in Lollywood (the Hollywood of Pakistan) and, in the course of a day, we watch the...