Dillon(!)’s review published on Letterboxd:
"Don't you even know that your strippers are Marxist?"
Incomprehensive but transparent - within every faction of conceptual nightmare eternities. The world is withering away, stitched through irreparable images of darkness & all-encompassing desolation. The digitization (of hell) remains. Paranoia and disease vs. imperialism and militarism vs. surveillance and inherent chaos vs. uncertainty and radicalization vs. collapse and the weaponization of a camera vs. abstraction and remembrance vs. the end of everything. A time after the ruins. The love within the history of humanity. But we'll disappear. Normality resides as the hope and the hopeless. It's all zeros and ones. Jesus was just another soldier.