It's true more in the realm of tentpole movies than that of academic art-objects, but sometimes having an EXACTLY right idea is all you need.
Not to say that James Benning's usual felicities of framing and, er, pacing are not fully in evidence here. But his conceit is perfection--and the shocker delivered in the final credits, re: where this "fifty states and D.C. and Puerto Rico" movie really was shot, provides the perfect conceptual kicker.
Exactly what the doctor ordered for this moment in American political and cultural history; and dizzyingly beautiful and vivid besides. The apotheosis of James Benning.
