
The music comes through the thick, humid atmosphere like a mist as the narrator tells of her search. “Wanted something better, no more monotony. I need to find my way. I lost my shadow somewhere, now I am incomplete.” The production makes me feel like I’m walking into someone else’s dream, a pleasant, welcoming sensation. “She’s got every single memory, my mind is empty.” I wake up from this movie to enjoy the shoutouts Over And Under and Ordinary. Perfect Sunday afternoon meanderings.
Natalie Walker