There's something about the camerawork here. It doesn't just track its subjects. It interacts with them. It doesn't merely introduce us to the world of The Turin Horse. It's dynamically, violently part of it. From the dramatic, foggy, fast-moving opening shot to the static frame of an old man eating a potato with such savagery and hatred, not one of the 30 shots that make up this 146 minute film is removed from the bleak place into which Bela Tarr drags us.