“There is a voltage to the storytelling sending pictures that you can’t help feeling. It hits you hard. It’s like a gigantic system. It magnetises your consciousness and reception into a special pattern. It is floating and shining as though we have been drawn into a constellation that’s all tangled and detonating, warping like a psychological depth charge.”
The show’s piloting consciousness steers bright dark religious-type negotiations into hell. Formerly embraced and humanized archaic forces plus energies of indistinct feeling converse in simple, profound terms. They are struggling with elemental, chaotic images that are continually becoming more primitive. It has become a place of demons. All we register is a prophetic absence, the emptiness, loneliness, vastness, meaningless of signals.