The central mystery in this piece is an exercise in slight-of-hand absurdism, humming with the tangy echoes of the edge of psychosis. This underlying body has a seductive weight and depth, yet only ever exists in images projected onto a screen, an interpretation of reality read magnetically from a two dimensional surface, a representation of a representation. Meme intelligently orbits this layered video construct, a swirling maelstrom of versions of a possible past, present or future, ripe with existential crisis, a piece where any attempt to decode meaning will further shred one's own bonds with reality. Through re-interpreting the non-narrative babble of the art piece, turning the tormentor into the muse, our protagonist is able to define her own foundations of self and reality, and move on from troubles past.
A little lumpy, but still intriguing. A bit of refinement and this could be a very compelling film. Keen to see the creator's next project.
A little lumpy, but still intriguing. A bit of refinement and this could be a very compelling film. Keen to see the creator's next project.