VIFF 2012 review: Moksha: The World or I, How Does That Work?
Beckett meets Nietzsche with a little surrealism and Saw thrown in. Moksha begins with a man frantically screaming: he’s chained to the ground in a park with no idea how he got there. Anonymous Korean high-rises stare on in the distance, but the only visits he gets are from ghosts, monks, and a woman who slaps him repeatedly. If you can endure the frustration of the first half, and all its philosophical puzzles, you may get answers—but it requires patience.
Pacific Cinémathèque, October 3 (6:45 p.m.) and 4 (1:30 p.m.)