As anyone who has been there knows, Volterra is a magical town. Each layer of its history is full of little tricks. The still shadow of the sundial stands out against a revolving world, following the outline of the Roman theatre. The imposing Basilica di San Giusto sways so that its bells ring.

The camera eye ticks around in a circle like a clock hand. The same eye chases after an event that disrupts the furniture in the main room of the criminal psychiatric hospital, but it is always late. The same eye precedes the action in the cloister, never being overtaken and always early.