It was hard times at Meyer's new offices on Ingemargatan, in the autumn of 1988. The place was cram-packed with props and costumes from previous films, but there was no money to get anything new off the ground. All the same, good advice wasn't expensive, and as usual, the solution was to be found within the walls of the organisation. It was just a question of racking the old brains. Both Alexandersson and De Geer were educated graphic designers and thus had great respect for Acke Kumlien, the most prominent man in graphic design in Sweden around the mid-century.

It turned out as one of the cheapest films ever. One man, in a half-shot, with a script, a glass of water and a pen reads the text. No editing (that would've meant negative-cutting), and no sound-mix. Only one take was processed. The filmstock was taken from old rolls in the ice-box, and the optical soundtrack was done "under the counter". And to boot, the print had a few spots on it so the lab pulled back the invoice. Once again, the Meyer Studios could get a film up at the Göteborg Film Festival. The film's text is pretentious - but true, nontheless. The audience took the film to their hearts, as sounds of awe were heard in the darkness. Was this a joke or was it serious? Nobody knew.