After getting divorced, Louise Wimmer found herself on the street. She earns a pittance as a cleaner, but it’s not enough to live on: her things are in storage and she is forced to spend the night in her car. Whenever she starts the car, we hear Sinnerman by Nina Simone blaring from the speakers. At first it’s support in a musical form, but it soon becomes an infuriating reminder of her tragic existence.
In this realistic drama, we follow the far-from-talkative Louise for several weeks in which she hopelessly waits for somewhere to live and in the meantime tries to maintain the semblance of a normal life. Her isolation only increases because of her poverty and her shame about it.
Wimmer is not a psychiatric patient with an alcohol problem, but a normal, intelligent middle-aged woman who just happened to have some bad luck. Without any unnecessary context or explanation, it becomes clear how easily somebody can sink without those around them realising.