12 minutes. One man. A thousand spirals through his own skin.
The cycle of Steve's life choices are too large for him to recognize any pattern within. But as time is compressed and he flows through spirals of love and sexuality, he begins to sand down distractions and distortions to reveal an essential wound at his core. In liminal, the abstraction of dance may hold a place where our imaginations can project an ineffable experience. Words can fail in cinema where dance and movement may succeed.
Direction
Abramovici compresses years of bad patterns into 12 brutal minutes.
Cinematography
Every frame feels like a memory you're not sure is yours.
Director
Dan Abramovici
Trivia, insights & behind the scenes
Abramovici developed this after his own therapy breakthrough, filming Poole's actual exhaustion in the final take.
Premiered at TIFF's midnight experimental slot—audiences either walked out or wept. No middle ground.
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