The entire monologue is a transcription of the inner train of thought narrated by a woman’s voice in medias res while watching and listening to three minutes of the film Koyaanisqatsi. We don’t see the actress; we only hear her. The only thing we see is a three-minute
excerpt from the film, which the actress can play on her phone or computer, recording the screen and the sound with her phone (live) at the same time (instead of recording herself, the actress records the screen with sound). The interpretation should be very brisk, hurried, internalised, contemplative
yet neurotic, almost hysterical and, above all, colloquial – i.e. spoken in the lowest possible register.