Invocation of My Demon Brother

Anger constructs a brief, incantatory film poem, relying on rapid-fire montage and manipulated footage to simulate a magical operation. It explores cinema as a direct conduit for occult energy, where each cut feels like a ritual gesture.

What lingers after viewing is the visceral sensation of a threshold being crossed, a light that feels profoundly dark. The screen becomes an altar. — MovieFinder Editorial