A surreal film made on a shoelace budget, shot on a rooftop in Bushwick with a bunch of powdered-faced art students, and edited to look like old timey silent film where the plot line is written on a flickering slate in between scenes, running along to a soundtrack that sounds like it was recorded off a Victrola but was probably made using some filter of Garage Band sounds like a recipe for a shitbrick of pretentiousness. But that's what's going on in these clips of Patrick Cleandenim's The Scurimobile and oddly, it kind of works. We think. But we don't know why. Feeling totally confused and not being able to really form a clear opinion is refreshingly exotic. We watched these all the way through a few times and still couldn't tell how we feel; we just know they're kind of intriguing. So here you go.
A scurimobile, by the way, is an old illusory stage trick defined as "a gun with two barrels that can be aimed and fired at different subjects."