30 hand picked films. A new one every day
In “Sanctus” Barbara Hammer addresses in a visually and aurally stunning fashion the co-fragility of both human existence and the film emulsion, the raw material onto which she creates images.
and i travel through my body i don't know and synapse burst into rainbow. lungs are made from concrete and i try to touch your hand but it goes through it, like i tried to hold an air. maybe we saved some smile.
X-ray visions!!! and i find this the visually closest film to Raya Martin's BUENAS NOCHES, ESPANA except that this has a pretty cute musical scoring.
deeply beautiful and deeply terrifying, in a way that goes beyond "yikes we're full of bones" to a deeper set of less articulable fears. pleni sunt cæli et terra gloria tua