all that a film needs to be: man, sky, gods, earth. reminds me of watching old VHS recordings of tornadoes and hurricanes, the inky blackness punctuated by iridescent flashes. the ambient droning of insects and rain brings great peace to the soul; panek understands how to frame clouds better than most filmmakers know how to frame faces.
Like the crooked man who lived in a crooked house, it was the characterful, not to say skew-whiff, nature of the house that first drew him there: ‘It works quite well with the higgledy-piggledy of my collecting.’
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