a bone soup of hi-def//mid-def//lo-def//crushed-def//video-in-video-def
texturally dense art-drama about how video is obsession and possession.
physical media relies on desire and the moral ambivalence towards sometimes keeping that which is not to be kept.
memories and home-life, human moments usually lost in the ether, now trapped. forced onto TV's whenever the mood befits.
erase and replace.
my da once taped over my 10th birthday party with the "demolition derby" day where Celtic hammered Rangers 6-2.
fashions and family members now dead, released from their amber. replaced with chris suttons whooping arms and henrik larsson's huge celebratory tongue. fair play, big stuff
2nd film into his career and Egoyan has already nailed that hypnotic sense of emotional surrealist dread that honestly no one can replicate.