Didn’t say I saw it. I said I felt it. 

Something beyond the frame, the presence of the uncanny felt through the entire runtime. Akin to Pellington’s The Mothman Prophecies and M Night’s The Happening, all leading back to Straub-Huillet… dare I say.

Nature and technology intertwined, something is watching that you cannot see. Paranoia? No. Something beyond comprehension. The trees connect us all, the wind is a stream of consciousness flowing between time, all is connected. 

I knew he was…