The use of color-changing film and exaggerated colors casts a layer of sorrowful emotion over this movie. The setting of the story is arguably the dirtiest and most sordid place in all the Korean films I've seen, yet it still conceals a pair of moths flying towards the flame. In a solitary village, there is a dilapidated two-story building where the floor, having rotted from years of neglect, has developed many small holes - these are the windows for peeping. The young man upstairs, full of youthful vigor, sees that the woman living downstairs is beautiful but lonely. Her husband, who works as a security guard, is never home, and when he does return, he uses her merely as a tool for sexual release. The boy who spies on her quietly falls in love with this desolate woman. It's an odd plot twist that the woman never makes direct contact with her husband during their sexual encounters. This drives the boy, who eventually gets hold of the key to the downstairs apartment, to finally give in to his urges and have relations with the woman, mimicking the actions of her husband. When the secret comes to light, the woman is finally moved by the boy's innocence and sincerity, and a fiery love affair ensues between them.