A case of mistaken identity becomes a living nightmare when a young actress finds herself relentlessly assailed by debt collectors, in this Kafkaesque fable for the information age.

A wrong number leads to a case of mistaken identity, which leads to something much more sinister and bizarre, in I am not Lorena. Updating Kafka for the information age, Chilean filmmaker Isidora Marras spins an eerie web of debt collection, accidental impostors, and other shady goings-on in modern-day Santiago.

Marras's feature debut explores the absurd reality of our digitally dependent society, where identities can be electronically created and dismantled ad nauseam, rendering us all economically and emotionally vulnerable. I am not Lorena cleverly pairs the perverse world of collection agencies in Latin America — ravenous bureaucratic monsters, plowing name by name through their enormous lists — with the underbelly of Chilean society, following Olivia's quest through the dark twin labyrinths of crime-ridden streets and digital bureaucracy.