Kick off your shoes and skip through the tall grass as Michel Gondry pulses your brain with dappled sunshine, or head down for a dip in the icey waters of Black Lake, and watch as the ripples herald the emergence of a synthetic excalibur, forged in the bionic hands of Chris Cunningham.
Sunday, May 4, 2008
Smoke And Coke Mirrors
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