"They say history is written by the victors..."
The Trinity of Bitches united. The last corporation falls.
The world is saved.
Transcendental. Post-artifice, post-cinematic. Post-humanist. The artificial simulation (of prior) has materialized, paving the way for the viscerally assaultive, archetypal reality of hyper-stimulation (but more so: of ending the reign of capital); each frame representing a superimposition of radical fluidity, meticulousness, and opaqueness - its abstraction, once rendered at a normalcy of velocity on a formal level, now brutalizes…