When it comes to practically everything, we seem to be of two minds.

Homage to Michael Snow's environmental sculpture 'Blind.' The film proposes analogies, in imitation of 3 historic montage styles, for three perceptual modes mimed by that work.

A specter is haunting the cinema: the specter of narrative. If that apparition is an Angel, we must embrace it; and if it is a Devil, then we must cast it out. But we cannot know what it is until we have met it face to face.

When it comes to practically everything, we seem to be of two minds.

If you start responding to every stimulus, then you end up as a nerve gas case, quite literally. Neurons fire at once.

A film is a machine made of images

To my mind any phenomenon is paracinematic if it shares one element with cinema, e.g., modularity with respect to space and time.