Can we keep something as it was, or are we clinging to what must inevitably vanish, despite our efforts to preserve it? "tempus fugit" wrestles with this question, through the exploration of vacant spaces: the filmmaker's family home — vacant after her grandmother's recent passing, a cryonics facility where the dead are frozen for possible revival, and in a composting bin, where worms decompose organic matter. Playing with horror, not as a genre, but as a method, the film contemplates the tensions, and possible harmonies, between rot and preservation.

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