Eva Weber, the award-winning director of City of Cranes,offers us a delicate meditation on memory, impermanence, and self. In an unnamed storage warehouse in an undisclosed location, her camera silently glides past row upon row of identical steel doors. We catch glimpses of the people whose belongings inhabit the film’s space as their voice-overs travel through this beautiful, atmospheric piece, like ghosts haunting their own lives. Are we becoming too isolated to maintain a connection with our own individual pasts? Do we define ourselves by what we choose to keep and what we cannot finally discard? Weber uncovers interrupted hopes, hoarded pasts, and secret dreams in this exploration of self-storage units as windows into human histories.  DP