This one's very pretty and is probably the strongest example of a connection between the work of Morrison and William Basinski. How wrong I was to initially have misgivings of the use of Gordon's music in Morrison's films, their relationship continues to improve. This feels like a doomed love story where the lovers are literally divided by the weight of history, yet in rotting celluloid they briefly transcend.
Probably one of the few interesting films he made. The problem with Morrison is that he the stock footage he uses to begin with is usually terribly uninteresting, and even though his techniques with the medium are admirable, they never seem to add much. This is one of the few works where his manipulations work.
This might have been made by taking a print of The Bells, 1926, by James Young and putting it in an oven preheated to 475 degrees for about 90 seconds. But Morrison is a professional, don't try this at home, especially not with a nitrate print. Highly recommended if you like intentionally damaged/burnt silent films.