Art dealer Salvatore Viviano and director Angela Christlieb embark on a search for the lost artist collective Gelitin, which since the 1990s has shattered the borders of "good taste" again and again with extravagant actions and installations. Interviews with old companions and artist friends in the U.S., Europe, and Asia are linked with anarchically montaged Gelitin archive material: intense, transgressive, experimental, gaudily colorful, funny, and virulent.

Joanna Hogg’s third film has been a buzz-magnet on the recent festival circuit, drawing comparisons to Haneke, Tarkovsky, Malick, Antonioni, and Akerman. A well-off, artistic West London couple identified only as D (she) and H (he) find their already tenuous relationship threatened by the impending sale of their home. Through coolly meticulous compositions and sound design, Hogg dissolves the boundaries between exterior and interior, and between architecture and inhabitant. The house itself (a glass-and-partitions modernist showpiece) truly becomes a character in the film, functioning as the couple’s child, mirror, sanctuary, prison, lover (most explicitly in D’s furtive acts of exhibitionism and masturbation), and much more.