A deeply sincere, natural love of the organic qualities of film, a strong emphasis on the unified elements of movement and texture across each frame. A thousand sensuous images. The molecular warmth across the human skin is as important as a landscape. Different from Salomé where the film itself seems to be transformed into a underworld coven of fabric, or L’eau de la Seine where the film seems to be distilled into liquid, this film has an even more electric…
Intensely melancholic, sorrowful and also mournful. A figure consumed in solid black that we can’t quite touch and the figure can’t quite touch the environment around it.
Reminded me of Minecraft as much as Grand Theft Auto In it’s nostalgic reverence, I still remember playing it and not even building anything or mining, getting food or fighting monsters. Just looking, seeing the virtual landscapes and the virtual sound and light falling over them. A moment of fleeting nostalgia that one can’t quite touch.