2023·Documentary·1h 35m
7.1
★
Explores the elemental phenomenon of sound and its power to bend time, cross borders, and profoundly shape our perception of the world around us.
Directed by Sam Green
sound design
nature documentary
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Cast
Sam Green
Self - Narrator (voice)
Crew
Sam Green
Director
Jocelyn Samson
Original Music Composer
Sam Green
Editor
Yoni Brook
Director of Photography
Mark Mangini
Sound Designer
Popular Reviews
19 reviews
bianca ahmed
9.0★ · 03/18/26
"the easiest thing to say is, its where i live. so its home."
the concept of an interactive documentary is so cool to me, but the execution fucking DELIVERS. it takes u to the miracle of hearing a fart to some guy blaring music in your neighborhood at 3am to bombs being dropped on your city to the haunting choir of insects on your lawn.
I never expected to get misty eyed. it was magical man. I need to watch more documentaries.
the concept of an interactive documentary is so cool to me, but the execution fucking DELIVERS. it takes u to the miracle of hearing a fart to some guy blaring music in your neighborhood at 3am to bombs being dropped on your city to the haunting choir of insects on your lawn.
I never expected to get misty eyed. it was magical man. I need to watch more documentaries.
"the easiest thing to say is, its where i live. so its home."
the concept of an interactive documentary is so cool to me, but the execution fucking DELIVERS. it takes u to the miracle of hearing a fart to some guy blaring music in your neighborhood at 3am to bombs being dropped on your city to the haunting choir of insects on your lawn.
I never expected to get misty eyed. it was magical man. I need to watch more documentaries.
the concept of an interactive documentary is so cool to me, but the execution fucking DELIVERS. it takes u to the miracle of hearing a fart to some guy blaring music in your neighborhood at 3am to bombs being dropped on your city to the haunting choir of insects on your lawn.
I never expected to get misty eyed. it was magical man. I need to watch more documentaries.
neil
6.0★ · 03/11/26
Entertains a lot of pretentious “high art” in sound and the main narrator talks like a horror youtuber trying too hard to be dramatic but it is saved by how insightful and diverse the interviewees are
Entertains a lot of pretentious “high art” in sound and the main narrator talks like a horror youtuber trying too hard to be dramatic but it is saved by how insightful and diverse the interviewees are
Kubilay
10.0★ · 10/17/25
friday night, the city of sounds—istanbul. we drag our skulls, heavy with the day’s noise, through the chaos into ARTER, tucked inside the labyrinth of tarlabaşı. strangers, all of us, slipping on those blue-lit headphones like fireflies taking their places in the dark. and then, the “play” begins.
sound turns cinema into a game of its own. for ninety-five minutes, we throw away every self-help notion of awareness and actually feel it. those three tiny bones inside our heads start to hum, unlocking a universe that’s always been there, labeled as “other.” everything changes, yet nothing disappears. a soothing eternal loop that wraps around us, makes us face the home we’ve been living in without ever noticing.
as we leave, randy thom’s words linger—softly vibrating on the eardrum, fading but never gone:
sound turns cinema into a game of its own. for ninety-five minutes, we throw away every self-help notion of awareness and actually feel it. those three tiny bones inside our heads start to hum, unlocking a universe that’s always been there, labeled as “other.” everything changes, yet nothing disappears. a soothing eternal loop that wraps around us, makes us face the home we’ve been living in without ever noticing.
as we leave, randy thom’s words linger—softly vibrating on the eardrum, fading but never gone:
sound is a second class citizen, an underdog, in our consciousness, but it has a secret weapon. stealth. it sneaks into the side door of the brain, often completely unnoticed, almost never thoroughly analyzed. it works on us as if by magic. and though lots of us are aware of how magical sound is, we are not aware of what is required to make the magic happen.
friday night, the city of sounds—istanbul. we drag our skulls, heavy with the day’s noise, through the chaos into ARTER, tucked inside the labyrinth of tarlabaşı. strangers, all of us, slipping on those blue-lit headphones like fireflies taking their places in the dark. and then, the “play” begins.
sound turns cinema into a game of its own. for ninety-five minutes, we throw away every self-help notion of awareness and actually feel it. those three tiny bones inside our heads start to hum, unlocking a universe that’s always been there, labeled as “other.” everything changes, yet nothing disappears. a soothing eternal loop that wraps around us, makes us face the home we’ve been living in without ever noticing.
as we leave, randy thom’s words linger—softly vibrating on the eardrum, fading but never gone:
sound turns cinema into a game of its own. for ninety-five minutes, we throw away every self-help notion of awareness and actually feel it. those three tiny bones inside our heads start to hum, unlocking a universe that’s always been there, labeled as “other.” everything changes, yet nothing disappears. a soothing eternal loop that wraps around us, makes us face the home we’ve been living in without ever noticing.
as we leave, randy thom’s words linger—softly vibrating on the eardrum, fading but never gone:
sound is a second class citizen, an underdog, in our consciousness, but it has a secret weapon. stealth. it sneaks into the side door of the brain, often completely unnoticed, almost never thoroughly analyzed. it works on us as if by magic. and though lots of us are aware of how magical sound is, we are not aware of what is required to make the magic happen.
rbPRO
sweet and sentimental
sweet and sentimental
RB
sweet and sentimental
sweet and sentimental