Shamelessly analog Lori Surfer splices and warps film reel-to-reel in hypnotic projections. Long into the night her machinations run, providing a visual mash-up of vintage loot – found family slides and home movies flicker alongside ocean waves and stellar constellations. Kinky detective stories dance to the music of a Moog theremin. And it all comes together at the deliberate hand of this veteran Butthole Surfer projectionist.
