A muscular movement from a Sergei Prokofiev symphony commands our attention even against the blackness of a blank screen. The darkness eventually gives way to a roasted-pumpkin orange title card and images of a lovely nude running through the woods. Scratches in the film [celluloid!] correspond to scratches on the soundtrack [vinyl!], but AUTUMNAL DIPTYCH is not an elegy to decay and death, its title notwithstanding. Every frame conveys joy at being alive (and at making movies). - Michael Fox
This breezy, frenetic work was once described by filmmaker Rock Ross as “an original mambo-rap creation myth of chaos of vacation.” Indeed, the film begins with the bold, declarative text, “In the beginning there was only Chaos.” Nocturnal grown-up party scenes alternate with children posing, pla...
Mexican singer Alejandro Fernandez’s international hit “Como quien pierde una estrella” overlays posterized images of a teeming city and of a couple looking upward as an airplane moves like a fly across the sky with blank frames that translate the lamentations of the broken-hearted singer into En...