What can a new place in a high-rise just outside of London give you? A nice quiet life away from anyone else? It looks like this could be the wrong place for Robert as his quiet solitude goes a little awry.
From parties and dubious lifts, he swings from one chaotic episode to another. What will he end up like? A new man or a shell of himself?
1975. Two miles west of London, Dr. Robert Laing moves into his new apartment seeking soulless anonymity, only to find that the building’s residents have no intention of leaving him alone. Resigned to the complex social dynamics unfolding around him, Laing bites the bullet and becomes neighbourly. As he struggles to establish his position, Laing’s good manners and sanity disintegrate along with the building. The lights go out and the lifts fail but the party goes on. People are the problem. Booze is the currency. Sex is the panacea. Only much later, as he sits on his balcony eating the architect’s dog, does Dr. Robert Laing finally feel at home…..