Generally, frustratingly banal reflections on the meaning of time, accompanied (and shown up) by transfixing -- if not quite time-stopping -- visuals, and a Zoviet France-esque soundtrack of lapping molten loops. Pretty good fodder for stoned musing, but even better for zoned drooling.
Mettler returns to his style of essay documentary for the first time since 03's "Gambling Gods and LSD' with this hard to define and dense work. Here he takes on the meaning of time and space and how their movement defines our world and us as its momentary residents. Fascinating footage at times mixing beautiful image with graphics and reflection. Not as successful as some of his earlier films but unique vision.