The Socko Ambiguities of ‘Slow Machine’

Grasshopper Film

Achieving a slick, professional digital sheen and the genre accessibility to go with it is a common ambition for nascent filmmakers — but where’s the risk, the volatile chemical compounds, the ill-gotten brain stuck into the handstitched body, just to see what happens? This itch for evil-doing is happily scratched by the new ultra-indie Slow Machine, which is a rare thing these days: an unstable experiment, a pro-am comedy of menace and uncertainty that inhabits a world — a New York — two degrees off from any we’d recognize.

The film’s 16mm grain is virtually its main character,

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