I got to see this film at Dryden Theatre at the George Eastman House prior to a screening of Reichardt's "Old Joy". Described as an experimental short, I braced myself for a barrage of semi-coherent abstract images, but was pleasantly surprised at its subtlety and consistency. I found it to be an anti-narrative about a passion-crime. The disconnected bits and pieces thrown together was reminiscent in a way of Michael Haneke's "71 Fragmente einer Chronologie des Zufalls" (71 Fragments of a Chronology of Chance). It made for an interesting complement to "Old Joy" in that way as well, except that "Old Joy" has a much more concrete grounding, as you'd expect of a character-story.
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