Ahwesh subjects an apparently found pornographic film to coloring,
optical printing and general fragmentation; the source material threatens to virtually
collapse under the beautiful violence of her filmic treatment. What emerges is a
portrait at once nostalgic and horrible: the degraded image,
locked in symbiotic relation with an image of degradation.
For: Doris Wishman.
Synchronization: Keith Sanborn.
Music: Astor Piazzolla.
Thanks: Gabriel Miller, Tim Allen.
7.3/10