do you ever wonder if there are still pieces of individuals inside the brain after its removed,scattered fragments of partial dreams or lost memories locked deep within that dead tissue,or whether this entire archive is immediately erased the moment the body fails? do you ever think about how were little more than that frightened, fragile brain stem surrounded by meat and physics too terrified to recognize as some of its parts insulated in the shells of their skulls in lower middle class houses,afraid of change, afraid of decisions, afraid of pain, stuck in traffic listening to terrible music? this is a movie youll love watch as this lovable little guy named bill lose his sanity while you hold back tears trying to combat the fear of your own mortality!! :D