A man sits in his rundown apartment and watches a TV. After he has eaten his fill, he leaves. Through a seemingly never-ending corridor, past houses which are reminiscent of war photography. He boards a train. Keeps on straying by foot through a dark, dystopian world. Does he even have a destination? Eventually, he meets a woman. The eponymous Bright Future is nowhere to be seen, but maybe something like love?
Writer
A man sits in his rundown apartment and watches a TV. After he has eaten his fill, he leaves. Through a seemingly never-ending corridor, past houses which are reminiscent of war photography. He boards a train. Keeps on straying by foot through a dark, dystopian world. Does he even have a destination? Eventually, he meets a woman. The eponymous Bright Future is nowhere to be seen, but maybe something like love?
Director
A man sits in his rundown apartment and watches a TV. After he has eaten his fill, he leaves. Through a seemingly never-ending corridor, past houses which are reminiscent of war photography. He boards a train. Keeps on straying by foot through a dark, dystopian world. Does he even have a destination? Eventually, he meets a woman. The eponymous Bright Future is nowhere to be seen, but maybe something like love?
