“Fugacis” by Zachari Proulx

“Fugacis” opens a totally new and surprising door to cinema. Starting from the narrative premises to the aesthetics, this film is a journey, a trip, to put it better.
Zachari Proulx’s language seems a nostalgic song to the past and at the same time a new voice that rises in independent cinema. Continuing on this dichotomy, the film is an alternation of refined human and spiritual research and at the same time an ode to a wild and youthful humor.
Completely inspired by this crazy and orderly chaos, Proulx’s camera amazes and involves, with free and unedited movements, which seem to abandon themselves to the waves of visual experimentation that runs throughout the work.

Faces are the real protagonists of this film: distorted, excited, frightened, stoned and extremely human. Within all this, the search for the protagonists sinks, engaged by an atavistic, primordial torment, which here is reworked in a psychedelic key, but no less sincere. “Fugacis” is a film that certainly deserves more visions, since the precision and care of the script and the staging make it an extremely complex and layered film. Surely we are faced with a new author, with a seductive vision, which is impossible not to listen to, through wonderful works such as “Fugacis”.