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City street punks are involved in a plane crash, deserted on a canyon that
has been invaded with ice. Cactus like plants are unwillingly cocooned
in white dust, looking like indoor fireworks that have silently given
up. The landscape resembles an eruption of the indefinable, where
Antarctic volcanoes could almost be angelic, and a haunting sense of
endless pollutes the air. The setting is unanswerable, and the feeling
is baron yet beautiful.
Take the associations with looking up into space, and bring this elusive and
ambiguous frame of mind to gravity. This is a story of survival from
the unlikeliest explorers. Rebels who are belittled and befriended by
their new surroundings. Boundaries and morals are blurred in the extreme
cold conditions, creating an aesthetic that is severe, arctic, and
somewhere altogether sci-fi.
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