Comparable to the best work of Marker or Watkins, this is an exemplary meditation on social theory's cinematic potential. Transposing Derrida's 'Specters of Marx' in an ingeniously episodic structure, with serene and unpretentious dialogue, uncanny perspectival shots and a sonic experience that merges futurism with tribal percussion, it features an ethereal Ogier whose 'ghost' shines forth. Radiant and revolutionary.
watched this because i saw kristen liked it and that it starred pascale ogier, but did not know i’d be seeing her essentially explore an academic passion, what seems like a gallatin concentration: ghosts. my favorite bit is a psychoanalytical understanding of ghosts as not only a manifestation of our unconscious, but the unconscious of others playing tricks on us.