I’m usually very adept to symbolism and allegory, and from what I could tell, Reeve’s “Light Work I” is an interesting exploration in tedium and monotony. Something that’s meant to be experimental and unique and is really equivalent to watching stock footage of a conveyor belt or planes landing.
While the insistent surrealism, and utterly odd film grain/red and black shades would imply some sort of pre-meditated experimentation from a filmmaker interested in toppling the medium, Reeves’s film is really nothing short of underwhelming, even though I’m all for testing the waves.
There’s really nothing more to it. Watch glass melt… with artsy camera tricks. Watch film be cut… with artsy camera tricks, watch the film burn… with artsy camera tricks, and hear the almost mind-numbing single note soundtrack blare into your brain while the chaotic imagery draws you near seizure on-screen.
I’m all for experimentation, but there’s daring, and then there’s obnoxious.