There is a hint of an underwater circus since many of the performers are acrobats. The sea water—if that is what it is—is yellowish brown. A full-faced sun rises from the Sun King's cradle while a moon of Saturn circles the planet. The cut-out animation moves airily through a time-distorted world where dizziness barely maintains a balance and conventional time-sense disappears. The music of John Davis, slowed to half-speed, reverberates eerily throughout the pulsing series of performances. One wonders whether, in the next scene, one can catch one's balance. The timing throughout is musical and suggests a barely upheld world of sanity. Of course, the dream-world creeps into the conscious mind's puritanical sense of propriety, rendering a secondary sense of unbalance facing trial at the bar of... whatever comes to mind. Delirium?