A visual dive into the magical and religious world of the Gnawa Soufi from Morocco.
A short film recounting the travels of a lonely astronaut confronted by the unknown. Unfolding as a mystery, it becomes a carefully subtle, autobiographical examination of the feeling of loneliness and the existential issue of not understanding life on earth and ones place among it.
On the island of Tanna, a part of Vanuatu, an archipelago in Melanesia, strange rites are enacted and time passes slowly while the inhabitants await the return of the mysterious John.
'It was in San Francisco at a punk festival. I was already high and the air was so thick in the rooms that you could cut it with a knife. I had a photograph camera with me; I stood in a corner of the entrance hall and took 36 pictures on slide film. At home I put the slides into a slide projector. I took out the lens and filmed the slides by filming directly from the projector - using single frames according to a certain plan.'
Trite, closed memories flagrantly bleed into profuse openings mixed & held together by retaliatory colorations & obfuscations.
Beyond all human restraint lies one's lugubrious layers of paint.
There is nothing left to do but complain.
Lines align during acclimated apexes, shadowy vertices, and bright burrows.
It's time the times met each other over & over.
Don't ask me why, but I feel we're about to cry trying.
Say Om as you reach home only to realize you never really left/stopped saying Om.
Abandoning the Abaddon-loathed abandoner opens plenty of reclaimed... everything(s).
Ellie Epp’s 12-shot study of a soon-to-be-demolished public bath in London, which “maps another way out of structural film toward a cinema of delicate implication".
