Running out of the forest, running back into the forest; now – two years on and one year prior to the follow-up – they are running out of the Peruvian jungle – no scantily-clad natives; just a thirteen-year old in a heavy jacket, gratuitous eye shadow, and false teeth; gaining ground on The Artist Himself.
(Let’s step back for a moment and consider that this Super-8 film was edited in camera – this is an ancient Latin term roughly translated sans splices; a.k.a. without an editing bay. Three shots previous we saw the reverse of this shot as the man-child staggered out of the forest; two shots previous was the close-up of the EPCOT hat; one shot ago was the shadowy figure on the hillside. A long-shot, close-up, reverse angle, and now to this reprise of the long-shot albeit with something-like-a-reversal-of-fortune. Aside from the notoriously poor acting (“Go!” is seemingly shouted as the camera rolls), there is much promise exhibited in these three brief seconds.)