My Orpheus, you need to believe and take your free fall. Essaie! Fall in love with the scar on your own body, step into the mirror, peek through the keyhole. But don’t collapse into dull eternity. My leap of faith is in your hands.
It is a film that has strong link with haptic theory. Not only does Denis' film sustain a focus on human flesh, non-human textures also seem to pulsate and breath and bleed. Its horror does not come from fantasy, nor extremity, but rather by hinting towards breaching the boundary. It gestures towards something in-between, caught only in glimepse.