An artist wakes up as a terrorist. He is sent abroad to bomb subways. He hasn't gone home. Manila sits still. A videotape emerges. This stranger talks to the camera and a familiar voice reacts, blasting as they move along. Composed mostly of found footage of close friends, Filipino musicians and performance artists, the film is a surreal take on Manila and how artists can subvert a culture by the mere act of creating works that empower and transform. It is a metamovie of sorts, a self-aware film that exposes suffering, infidelity, a woman's empowerment, and filmmaking as a benign mode of terrorism against strangers and lovers alike.