arriving soon, more or less, or not at all, at a theatre, in another place and time...

Wheelchair Specifica ...

...is less a movie than it is a diatribe
against modern man
...hates me
...is plagued with overexposed
duo-heads that swivel
and speak in monochromes
...belittles itself in becoming
a trivial romantic comedy
offset with tragic trickery
like dogs barking in the distance
and rolling fog
and branches that loom
...is destined to poke out your eye
...harkens back to olden days
with player pianos
and cigars
...contains a sphere
of rotating teeth
and rock stars
that cannot act
...is filmed
then painted over
and dubbed loosely
for blubbery effect
...has pornographic scenes
of monstrous entrails
...is unrated
...satisfies, like hitting a nail
on the head,
or stapling
...is metric
...conjures a distilled cityscape
and blurs consciousness
...criminally discriminates
...predicts a dire future
...inherently mimes
because the third act is silent
...sells itself
...relates to the masses
insomuch
as life is explored
behind rose lenses
and nude artists
divulge their secrets
under white sheets
that bleed crimson
until the saturation
pulls down the curtain
revealing a truth
that is already known
deep in our souls
but concealed by our
one-dimensionality
...gives away the key