Thank god it's over. Reminded me of the projects students make when learning Premiere or Avid or Final Cut Pro. Everyone takes footage from a film and makes a video to show that they know how to apply video and audio effects. Someone uses footage from "Saw." I used a Squirrel Nut Zippers song. We screen these odes once and never watch them again, as they are only exercises. This too could have remained an exercise.
I like Tscherkassky fine. I've enjoyed his inquiries and extrapolations... But my god this is perfect. If Vertov provided cinema's Rosetta Stone, this is the realization of its cryptography, in poetry; its embodiment as philosophical event. Most exciting to me is that Schaefer's contribution is thus more integral than in their other collaborations, bringing sound to a theoretical forefront that it's too often denied.
I feel like the film's title is the name of a document the director didn't bother reading. The whole thing felt broken and needlessly frenzied. In my opinion the message about Hollywood masculinity was conveyed in the first 2 minutes and the rest was just an exercise in discomfort.
Here is a cowboy, a western cinematic metaphor for confidence and fearlessness, falling into a psychodrivern rabbit hole leading to not exactly wonderland but still full of weird and unknown. A quest brought by whims of the artist, a quest he didn't sign for in a first place while filming on set for something possibly entirely different. It's like by doing this the artist bullies the cowboy for being cocky.