It's wonderfully contemporary, yet it speaks to the most basic potential for the moving image. As in so many of the best experimental works, documentation and creation are inseparable: the setting sun, the changing colours across time, the elements themselves are allowed to speak to us, direct our eyes, and articulate meaning. Beautiful in almost every way I can think of: visually, temporally, intellectually.
The creepiest descent to hell i've ever seen in my lifetime. Begins with a cuddly and benign "oh the pine trees are so cute, oh the squirrels are so lovely…" then moving to "the Bike riders are making too much noise, they're polluting the sanctity of the natural space" to the final soul crushing "(…) and I felt bad I only killed X people and not X times X" :o This is 'Shutter Island' for Hardcore people. M E D O.