Cruel Illness of Men

Under a score of abbreviated drones and freeform woodwinds the Aleinikov brothers cut together a series of images found and made that look unfailingly bleak industrial or both bleak and industrial disused factories clunky utilitarian machinery strings of unsettlingly young violinists oldtimey group portraits with everyones eyes scratched out Interspersed are less overtly sinister but somehow eerier snatches of action like a circling brood of crude stopmotion mice or a bunch of little wooden people chopping wood and sawing logs all differently affected by the vagaries time and the physical world foist onto film stock Text by Colin Marshall