An erotic/mystical misadventure in which the allure of the religious path is strewn with earthly temptations. Struggling with a bogus Zen koan involving flowers in keyholes and jumping through windows, the protagonist will end up entering, by the conclusion, the realm of subatomic particles, thereby achieving transcendence-of-a-sort. On the soundtrack, operatic quotations comment ironically (and sometimes sincerely) on the visual proceedings.
“Rankus embraces the vagaries of video, pro and con, to present a multi-layered visual onslaught. Borrowing freely from the surrealists, Rankus explores the nature of destruction from various angles.”
—John Petrakis, “Onion City’s Art Films Have Layers,” Chicago Tribune (12 September 2003)