Dystopian Patterns

 

Something happened to that city. Could be Beirut or just another anxiety inducing film.

Beirut, perhaps, after one of its many disasters. Beirut, certainly, but filmed like Pompeii, a city that has become archaeological and that certain tactics or techniques of experimental cinema gauge, test, reorder. A new symphony reorders the rubble. There is no human being here, nothing but minerals (and walls in ruins), filmed, as if torn from nothingness, in a superb black and white worked by visual and sound glissando, which a pseudo-minimalist music magnifies. Who will say why disasters trigger, in some sepctateurs, such aesthetic feelings since Goya’s works?

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– R.B.