by George KUCHAR
1967 / 16mm / color / sound / 1S / 12' 00 |
I dedicate this film poem to the behemoths of yesteryear that perished in Siberia along with the horned pachyderms of the pre-glacial epoch. This chilling montage of crimson repression must be seen. Painstakingly filmed and edited, it will be painful to watch, too. (George Kuchar)