Every jolt of the camera puts you before the same question u2014 u201cleft or right?u201d u2014 but just as your finger almost decides, the frame cuts to black for the length of a single blink, and the next scene already shows the consequence of a choice you never fully made: a hand catching sunlight in the glass of an old phone, or reaching toward the pupil of a dark tunnel where the screen promises a different outcome. Frame by frame, the film steals your memory of the u201cin-betweenu201d u2014 leaving only a chain of finished results, as if you took both paths at once and never stayed long enough in either to remember the dark. Toward the end, the flicker slows slightly, giving you a taste of withdrawal: the choices were endless, but theyu2019ve all already happened without you, leaving behind no recollection, only the dry click of a shutter and the strange sense that pause was the most precious thing youu2019re no longer asked for. Solar.w