Avis des critiques

For the past decade, Gibson has drawn on strategies from modernist and experimental composition and writing. Her new films expand this range of influences to include a distinctly feminist lineage.

“I wanted to put all of these voices in one frame for you,” Gibson tells Laizer in voiceover, “so that one day, if needed, you could use them to unwrite whoever it is you’re told you’re supposed to be.” It’s a poignant moment because it’s so intimate, as if we’re secret witnesses to the passing down of an inheritance.

It flirts with cliches which it immediately upends (or earns), careens in new directions, and ultimately delivers true catharsis. It’s a film that makes the case for art being alive and essential in a world that is relentlessly deadening.

The radical Marxist-feminist value of maternal labor meets the theory-era predilection for radical appropriation, art and life melding in a manner beyond any need for justification.