Directed by Robert Fulton
With Sigourney Weaver
Nature is our common impressional and biological ancestor. Its history is now, an open book of essences which we have largely, through the intervention of the industrial state, forgotten how to read. This film is a return to immanence, a restorative immersion, and does what film is best at: inducing a mood of informative ecstasy.
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