“Some images never fade.”

Haunted by his wife’s murder, a reclusive photographer tries to resurrect her through a series of staged photographs, until his obsession — and the new muse stepping into her place — forces him to choose between the beautiful lie he’s created and the truth that could destroy him.

SYNOPSIS:

Synopsis – Depth of Field

After his wife’s brutal murder, once-celebrated photographer Alex Lang retreats from the world. Once known for capturing moments of raw human beauty, he now lives shuttered behind blackout curtains, consumed by grief and paranoia. His camera, once a tool of expression, becomes a weapon of control. Inside his claustrophobic apartment, Alex obsessively recreates the scene of his wife’s death—her dress, her lighting, her final breath—searching for the perfect image that might explain what went wrong, or somehow bring her back.

Days blur into nights. Alex no longer leaves his home. Delivery drivers, unanswered calls, and police follow-ups form the perimeter of his existence. His only real contact with the outside world is through the lens—and the growing collection of photographs that line his walls like evidence in a private investigation.

When he hires a high-end escort named Lena, it’s meant to be a one-time escape from his isolation. But when she steps through the door, Alex freezes. She looks almost exactly like his dead wife—the same posture, the same eyes, even the same nervous half-smile. Against his better judgment, he convinces her to pose for him, to stand where his wife once stood. What begins as a single session turns into an eerie collaboration: a living reconstruction of a crime, or perhaps a haunting.

Days later, in the middle of a storm, Lena returns uninvited—a single suitcase in hand. She’s soaked, trembling, claiming nowhere else to go. “You said I looked like her,” she says softly. “So maybe I am.” Against all logic, Alex lets her in. From that moment, the dynamic shifts. She begins to move through the apartment as though she’s always lived there—wearing his wife’s clothes, tidying his studio, suggesting new poses for the photographs. Alex tells himself he’s in control, but the boundary between artist and subject, memory and reality, starts to dissolve.

Lena’s presence awakens something dangerous in him: not just longing, but the flicker of hope. At times she’s compassionate, at others cold, uncanny—as if channeling someone else’s memories. And when strange phenomena begin to surface—objects moving, lights flickering, figures appearing in his negatives—Alex questions whether he’s losing his mind or she’s truly what she claims to be.

As their relationship grows more intimate and volatile, Lena becomes both muse and mirror, forcing Alex to confront the truth he’s been avoiding. In recreating his wife’s death, he isn’t seeking art—he’s seeking absolution. The final shoot, an exact reenactment of the murder, pushes them both to the edge of revelation and ruin.

In a climax as visually charged as it is emotional, Alex’s camera becomes the ultimate judge of what’s real and what’s imagined. When the shutter clicks one last time, the line between life, death, and art collapses.

Depth of Field is a slow-burn suspense thriller about grief, obsession, and the perilous seduction of memory—where love and madness share the same darkroom, and every image hides the ghost of the one we’ve lost.