Frank is a simple man, with no particular interests nor huge needs in life. Actually, he cannot have any because everything he does works amazingly, even if he doesn’t do anything. He could be proactive, passive, still, in movement, happy, sad, angry: everything’s gonna be alright for him. That could sound like a dream, but actually it’s a curse. He’s stuck in a flux of green lights, without feeling anything. Where are the emotions lost?
