Wow. We humans must be really lost. Born as sexual creatures, yet overwhelmed by the bulldozing pressures of society! Take out your handkerchief and wipe those tears because—Cory is our witness—the struggle is real! At times caustic and droll, this is still a stagey and fake-lyrical oddity by Mike Ott, who watched a lot of Gus Van Sant, Harmony Korine and Michael Haneke before embarking with his crew to Lancaster.
This is well well-said. Well well-directed. I'm rediscovering language learning methods by reading Arabic poetry (Sargoun Boulos for now) outloud and this film just confirms how sound quality is so inner. How bones are feelable. Hi Cory Zacharia.
To me it seems more of a study than a finished project. I quite liked it. It's ethnographical to a certain extent. I'm not sure if life in Lancaster is really like that, but either way I the film does make its own point.
A hypnotic but potentially embarrassing or at worst inappropriate conversation about sex, becomes an intimate connection to that which is difficult to remember. We come to realise that this unnamable presence which is hinted at in the poem at the end, is what has set him on a life long journey through the desert. The goal remains forever alive forever elusive in far off nordic lands. Simply beautiful.
"finnish girls are norwegian".... um what? lol you lost me within the first 30 seconds. but even after that something rubbed me the wrong way about the interviewer in the second segment & his aggressive & macho demeanor just ruined it for me. blah. i guess the end scene was nice.