French photographer Cédric Delsaux (1974) traces the path of a murderer and imposter in this haunted story of truth and illusion. For almost eighteen years, Frenchman Jean-Claude Romand passed himself off as a doctor and researcher. "Every morning," Delsaux explains, "he would leave by car from his home in the Gex mountains only to spend the day driving aimlessly around the local area. To him, this territory represented a vast fallback zone, where he could lie in wait, alone, for his lies to tragically unravel." At the verge of discovery, Romand killed his family, but it is this time in the fallback zone that held Delsaux the photographer transfixed. Foggy landscapes, dilapidated buildings, clinically boring details of hotel rooms and obscured views through car windshields offer scant illumination of our way through the zone. Yet, as in the identical turns of a maze, clarity itself is an illusion. Delsaux expertly understands that truth is sometimes best portrayed in blurry incomprehension.