Starts a bit like the man with a deadcat at the end of a boom. Continues as a rather gripping tale considering the low explicit contents density. Also, I wish I could have bough a polarising lens for the filmmaker, I have photographed many of the same scenaries... I think the film would be amazing with an actually quiet projector. The soundscape was ruined with the now whiny power supply.
Meditative semi-documentary, interspersed with black and white footage of days gone by. Calmly thought-provoking. One distressing moment (in the black and white footage), an incident with an unfortunate dog that has stayed with me. And I found it annoying that he drives around in remote places in a seemingly silent car, which is daft, car noise travels far in quiet places. Other than that, a lot of tranquil beauty.
Playing nature sounds in cold galleries is not a hipster’s whim. Perhaps only in unnatural juxtapositions perception can awaken to aural sensations ignored in their organic sphere, because unconsciously many utter des Esseintes’ lament: nature as such lost all appeal. Cities’ grating, overlaying free-jazzy clatter engenders much too often an inner reattuning; whatever the actual sonic environment, ears are much half-