For over twenty years, Robert Morgan has been creating some of the most nightmarish stop-motion shorts ever filmed. Slimy creatures fresh from the underworld rub shoulders with crippled, freshly mutilated and enucleated men; the fluidity of the animation delivers a unique form of horrific ecstasy. This mise en abyme of his practice surprises, disorients and stimulates more than reason. Morgan's reflections on his art are disturbingly honest, and his confrontations between live-action and animated images are highly relevant. In the delicate role of the filmmaker's alter ego, Aisling Franciosi delivers a performance as intense as in The Nightingale, which is no mean feat.