“…It’s more than strange, it’s weird.”
“Yes, I can’t explain it…”

ADHD Phantom of the (Rock) Opera nightmare seance, dreamscape green-smoke blood offering skull-candle music video lightning storm of giallo adjacent acid trip meta horror.

Surprisingly the most demented and certifiably insane of what I’ve seen of Cozzi’s filmography so far.
Vibrant.
Loud.
Manic.

I adore films like this where I actually can’t imagine the writing process behind it. The movie works for me almost entirely but so many parts…

I had a job interview today.
A fairly significant one.
And whether it’s true or not, I’m certain beyond any doubt that I absolutely bombed it. 
And with that discomfort fresh in my mind, I also found myself free of the anxiety that had been building up inside me for over a month now.
The bandaid was torn from the wound. 
It hurt. Now it’s over.
We’ll see what comes next.

But with my newfound clarity, I noticed my mind…

From an interview with Cronenberg about the film:

“I left [the corpse] up there for a couple of days and I’d occasionally just go and check it out. It had an emotional resonance with me. The obvious thing is [the short film] is a little metaphorical piece about a person embracing his own death. I embrace it, partially because I have no choice: This is man’s fate.”

David’s wife, Carolyn Cronenberg, ed away four years ago.

“[She] died in that…