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We're All Going to the World's Fair 2021
Suspending disbelief even if only through the forced hiatus of the back of your eyelids. The result of doomscrolling barren threats, corners of the internet under traveled by the unequipped. The threat of what lies beneath and all that. The problem is it plays better as a documentary about naive, autistic teenagers far too weighed down by the monsters in the darkest parts of their motherboards than it does for building any kind of ethos- and it refuses the respect…
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Dr. Otto and the Riddle of the Gloom Beam 1986
Materials in Otto's world are so punk that the high-fi melts at the edges; rust and bolt, pouring pieces into a lack of color, and making it hard to determine if the madman is a thread virtuoso or that spatulas are the perfect shank because its all he could find. The kind of proliferation only usually offered by Tsukamoto, but through the lens of a kaleidoscope someone fashioned into a contraption used for bong rips. No one ever cares about…
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Sombre 1998
Darkness all encompassing, suffocating, but not constrictive. Grandrieux's effects grant life on his screen the greatest gift it could receive, which is the lack of boundary. Lines are blurred, borders ripped from the screen- nothing to prevent impending doom from probing in and out like a strobe light. It's anywhere and everywhere, and focus is the focus only when man chooses to tighten his grip on whatever poor soul wandered into his fractured perspective that night. Light has no restriction from entering, it just dares not to.
Some of the scariest images I've seen on film.
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Trouble Every Day 2001
A literal sexual appetite contorting at the back of the throat and thrashing it's way up until you surrender the ability to hold your breath. Denis spends the entire film painting in the finest of brush strokes only to let the paint bleed and pool, revealing the absolute result of chewing the houses these ghosts have built to it's bones. Sore tongues cut along the edges of teeth. Love as a Wendigo, a shapeshifter.
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