DeVour
Red-infused nightmare that bleeds through the inevitable doom—infested with disorienting mid-2000’s haywire with imposing opening credits + the overnight immoral ferocity dissolving into the aftermaths in broad-daylight. The erratic/nonsensical script reflects on the corrupt and intrusive notions of one’s self or state of mind—to release the anger through craving of malevolent mishaps. Devour comprises of a series of exposition dumps, confusion, more confusion, and a plot-twist so bizarre and peculiar that it deserves its own video essay on YouTube.