"The film opens and there is a disfunction of the camera that gives two images at once. The tension between the first and the second, the wrestle to see which becomes dominant is like the tension between an observed couple. This couple is two singulars, one singular, one double, two doubles, and one triad. Sometimes they are separate, sometimes coupled, and sometimes collasped upon each other and the world. My intrusion is the film."-M.K
Rated 6.9 on TMDB
In Manhattan's Central Park, a film crew directed by William Greaves is shooting a screen test with various pairs of actors. It's a confrontation between a couple: he demands to know what's wrong, she challenges his sexual orientation. Cameras shoot the exchange, and another camera records Greaves and his crew. Sometimes we watch the crew discussing this scene, its language, and the process of making a movie. Is there such a thing as natural language? Are all things related to sex? The camera records distractions - a woman rides horseback past them; a garrulous homeless vet who sleeps in the park chats them up. What's the nature of making a movie?
