The hum in the room grew deafening. The screen didn't go black; it turned into a vacuum. The "DesireMovies" watermark began to glow with a sickly violet light, and Elias felt his perspective shift. He wasn't sitting in his chair anymore. He was standing on a cliffside of red earth, smelling the scent of ozone and ancient pine.
If you are looking for actual critical analysis or "good articles" about the film itself from that period,