On the voice over, de Bruyn places himself behind the wheel of a car, an appropriate metaphor for his expatriate driven-reflections on his feelings of exile, distance and loneliness. Necessarily unintelligent memories highlight habitual subjectivity of “walking through a landscape alone,” “gypsy,” “victim.” Images of road signs, cars, billboards, the passing landscape; elegantly simple rotoscope (by rote?) drawings, recopied and texturally manipulated filmic images; the inevitability of the repetition of leader. A tired, yearning, moving film.
