★★★★½ Watched by Kate Meadows 14 Jan 2021 1
This perfectly apprehends the slippery poet-mind. The rhythm of repetition in mundane visual fragments, the clicking of patterns and other ticklish coincidences-- and the hunch that poetry is everywhere and as breathable as air.
★★★★½ Watched by Kate Meadows 15 Jul 2018
honestly better than call me by your name