‘Mare’s Tail is an epic flight into inner space…the film-maker’s personal odyssey, which becomes the odyssey of each of us. It is a man’s life transposed into a visual realm…There are spots before your eyes, as when you look at the sun that flames and burns. We look at distant moving forms and flash through them. We drift through suns; a piece of earth phases over the moon. A face, your face, his face, a face that looks and splits into shapes that form new shapes that we rediscover as tiny monolithic monuments…The moon again, the flesh, the child, the room and the waves become part of a hieroglyphic language…Larcher’s trip becomes our trip to experience. It cannot be watched impatiently, with expectation; it is no good looking for generalization, condensation, complication or implication.’ —Stephen Dwoskin