i’ve done my fair share of delving into experimental cinema, but this is an experimental film that is completely in its own lane imo. i can confidently say i’ve never seen anything like this before, and scott barley seems to have a lot of other films in his catalog that operate in this specific experimental realm. it’s so restrained in terms of narrative, and relies strictly on visuals and ambient sounds. i definitely zoned out a number of times, not because i was bored, but because it intuitively made me think of things in my life in relation to the headspace that the film put me in. 

a haunting-type of comfort was established quite quickly, which freaked me out a bit but when i got used to it, that feeling really permeated and made me reflect on things not necessarily connected to the film’s narrative. i’m gonna need a lot more time to process the film’s overall narrative (no matter how little there is to it in terms of tangibility) but even though i can’t truly put my finger on it, the way it made me feel really stood out to me.

ethel cain cited this film in one of her streams as a huge inspiration for her recent work, and spoke super highly of scott barley’s filmography, she knows ball.

i’ve done my fair share of delving into experimental cinema, but this is an experimental film that is completely in its own lane imo. i can confidently say i’ve never seen anything like this before, and scott barley seems to have a lot of other films in his catalog that operate in this specific experimental realm. it’s so restrained in terms of narrative, and relies strictly on visuals and ambient sounds. i definitely zoned out a number of times, not because i was bored, but because it intuitively made me think of things in my life in relation to the headspace that the film put me in. 

a haunting-type of comfort was established quite quickly, which freaked me out a bit but when i got used to it, that feeling really permeated and made me reflect on things not necessarily connected to the film’s narrative. i’m gonna need a lot more time to process the film’s overall narrative (no matter how little there is to it in terms of tangibility) but even though i can’t truly put my finger on it, the way it made me feel really stood out to me.

ethel cain cited this film in one of her streams as a huge inspiration for her recent work, and spoke super highly of scott barley’s filmography, she knows ball.

Cried 4 fcking times.

Cried 4 fcking times.

There are ZERO houses in this film🤨🤨🤨

There are ZERO houses in this film🤨🤨🤨

this film feels less like a movie and more like being trapped inside the consciousness of a storm. there is no plot, no characters, no jumpscares screaming at you for attention, just raw nature being weird, loud, and honestly unsettling. the camera just stares at rain, wind, trees, darkness, and somehow it feels like the world is breathing and watching you back. it turns the house into a body and the night into a living thing, which is lowkey terrifying but also beautiful. the sound design is the real villain here because it creeps into your head and makes you feel tiny and unsafe without showing anything explicit. it is slow, experimental, and not for everyone, but if you vibe with atmospheric horror, this is like an art installation that crawls under your skin and refuses to leave.

this film feels less like a movie and more like being trapped inside the consciousness of a storm. there is no plot, no characters, no jumpscares screaming at you for attention, just raw nature being weird, loud, and honestly unsettling. the camera just stares at rain, wind, trees, darkness, and somehow it feels like the world is breathing and watching you back. it turns the house into a body and the night into a living thing, which is lowkey terrifying but also beautiful. the sound design is the real villain here because it creeps into your head and makes you feel tiny and unsafe without showing anything explicit. it is slow, experimental, and not for everyone, but if you vibe with atmospheric horror, this is like an art installation that crawls under your skin and refuses to leave.

The Koyaanisqatsi of horror movies

Spooktober 2025

The Koyaanisqatsi of horror movies

Spooktober 2025