a dogme 95 film that breaks the rules! deviancy with no real motive, a reaction to the age of the urban sprawl. this is my favourite from trecartin so far
nothing else encapsulates the era of the lobotomy-chic dissociative pout and its reclamation of the instagram filter selfie, youtube vlog-style chaos internet culture of the early 2010s better than this
i like to imagine the characters in this live on some kind of non-physical digital plane of eternal uploaded consciousness millions of years in the future in a permanent state of pure intensity
predatory androcentric cinema disguised as an innocent love letter to pseudo-social outcasts in which a human corpse is used as a vehicle for the coming onslaught of emotive incel antics. cut off from the rest of the world, the perverse mind of the male millennial redditor runs free.
yet another bludgeon to the head of representation. touch starved 'nice guys' with main character syndrome kick their feet in the air as the credits roll whilst those who actually experience the…