NoMen (2013)

If his own name were the only missing memory, the man waking up in a car tottering on the edge of a cliff, would know at least how he got there, why the doors are locked, and why the most obvious sign of human presence in that unearthly coastal scenery, is a colossal oil platform stretching like a metal spider above the sea horizon. Neither the phone nor the radio will help him to save himself or rebuild the tormented history that led him on that precipice. Perhaps only in the claustrophobic vastness of a memory imprisoned in the dungeons of mind, it will be possible to find that name able to unseal the doors of a torn soul.