Somewhere in Taiwan, the rain won’t stop. A mysterious disease reaches epidemic proportions… A young man uses the sizeable hole in his living room floor to spy on his downstairs neighbor, an attractive woman who stockpiles toilet paper…

Urban decay, the compulsive desire for human connection, an endless supply of rain—there’s little mistaking The Hole for anything but a Tsai Ming-liang film. Punctuating the film with vibrant musical fantasias, Tsai breaches the social rot with a colorful urgency unseen in his cinema to this point.