So you're lost in the woods.

Rating: Null/10 (30 December 2015)

So you're lost in the woods.
"It" is haunting you. "It" shouldn't exist according to conventional wisdom. Perhaps "it" is an illusion constructed by the locals to scare you. Perhaps "it" is real. You never find out before it is too late. "It" draws you to that basement. "It" is inevitable.
Friendships fall apart, along with the "cool" you tried to muster. Your idea of "control" is revealed to be the illusion it always was. Someone kicks the map into the river. Why not? It was useless. The map is another illusory weapon of control. But "It" goes beyond humanity's control of anything.
Still, you obsessively film the events, even as you begin to lose your sanity – or rather, begin to truly realize the above facts. "It's the only thing I have left!" Even if everything is falling apart, it needs to be catalogued and savored. You must document the madness and the end.
Nature all around you, you are walking in circles. Blame quickly becomes childish and meaningless. Symbols you do not understand begin to appear around the thin walls of your hideout, sounds that shouldn't exist begin to keep you awake at night. You are so far away from home. This is the primal reality that humanity cannot forget. It is ingrained in us. In the woods, it becomes impossible to look away from it. We are lost and left at the mercy of forces we cannot understand. The darkness is complete.
"I can see why you like this thing. It's like filtered Reality."
It strikes me upon second viewing how this may be one of the essential films. It's brutal in its unpretentious, short, and effective display of our condition.