It very nearly feels like it needs to be seen in pieces, because of the density and extremity of what it records: images of rubble, torture, and death during the Syrian conflict, sometimes meditative and mournful, other times bare and brutal in their depictions of suffering. And—fair warning—if it's Marker-esque in contemplative outlook, the cats here are in dire shape. Made before today's rising tide of Syria docs, it has a first-responder unfiltered rawness that is perhaps too much to bear.
Nicolas Rapold
March 3, 2017