The film is set in a grand hotel in Berlin where people are stacked like a deck of cards, at least temporarily, and all that counts is the nighttime which the guests have come to serve. Everything is temporary, including their home away from home, the objects which are borrowed and shared with everyone before and after one's very own stay. The hotel is a transit area just like life itself.
The hotel guests are the film's actors: young couples, business travellers, families. They are also performers because they act out the lines given to them by the filmmaker, whilst remaining themselves. This is all in front of the faceless backdrop of each hotel room.
Scraps of conversations from a script and actual life mingle with the droning sounds of nearby machinery and details of presumed dead objects. Furthermore, separating the scenes and the people from each other are the seemingly endless corridors where encounters may be possible. This all combines to create an ostensibly connected construct that may just be an illusion itself. It may very well end with the audience in a different perspective altogether; i.e. behind the camera.