Volcanic slipperiness across anamorphic tableaux, somehow new age-y, a lot of inside-out thinking, boundaries, pointedly addicted to its own supply of crazy. One-ups PTA on borrowing from Altman by using the old man's audio layering ideas to build a cacophonic world. Khondji is a master at making it look like there weren't actual lights; no idea how they kept anamorphic lenses in focus on the steadicam so well. Still, less about "images" so much as composition and energy. All the…

August and hilarious, front-loaded with laughs despite the nursing home brackets, you may not need the film but it is as worthy an old man picture as any heretofore. The highway of the mind is mapped and abandoned. There’s talk of going from A to B but from the first the path is associative, a Texaco triggering memories. The idea of the past more than the actual past; history is theater. A hand broken, a gut punched. Stolen steaks engineer…