Wang Bing uses the camera not only to record history, or rather history-in-the-making, but to _write_ history. West of the Tracks is a cinematic document that, despite its running time, needs to be seen. It is not a beautiful film. You will look for beautiful frames in vain. It's an ugly film, it is not aesthetically pleasing. But neither is the subject matter. What Wang Bing shows shouldn't and cannot be made aesthetically pleasing. It's a simple document that asks to be taken as it is; raw, brutal, ugly.