A rather late outing for Greenaway’s earlier COI-style of short filmmaking married with his then familiar technique of video-overlay. It’s a welcome return of the poker-faced narration, mordant humour and obfuscation of fact by endless lists. There’s a levelling quality to the mortuary slab shots and it’s a salutary exercise that, regardless of the back stories recounted, man is mortal and equalised at death.
3,5 In V. Hugo’s "Quatrevingt-treize", a character goes on for eight pages enumerating names and places to a messenger, whelmed in a cataloguing fury that sounds like interjection music (for we can't remember nor portray the proper nouns' long litany), making us realize the grandness of the hydra-headed Vendée insurrection - endemic in the cities, meadows, backwoods. Poetics of Excess: extensional definition employed