Somewhere in the waters of equatorial Asia, shrouded in a veil of timelessness occasionally pierced by the intrusions of modernity, an ascetic has set forth on a dawn-to-dusk process imbued with sacred ritual—the hunting of a shark. But is it the animal’s flesh he seeks to consume, or its soul? With sublime music and a striking graphic sensibility, Zhou Qian’s vivid, hypnotic short film introduces a director to keep an eye on.
