Zwazo ★★½

A man enters a forest, vaguely embraces a tree, lies down next to it (all in carefully disorienting framing, natch), quick time-dissolve, another man joins him with a goat, they talk in disconnected oblique fragments, three girls join them and talk with deadpan distance from their dialogue, Aristophenes is staged in the original Greek, a driver criticizes the production's inability to meaningfully redress Haiti's political pain ("it's just shitty theory"), a man in a bird costume rides a horse, etc. etc. Ambitious, compressed Costa-ish fare, but abstruse framework comes off arbitrary and rather irritating. Maybe it's time to stop deliberately alienating non-actor minorities from their dialogue as well, may have hit a wall on this one.