Sattel constructs a tone poem via impeccably composed pictures that toe the line between beauty and banality, revelation and tedium.
| Original Score: 4/5
There are images here that seem culled from some obsolete collective nervousness.
| Original Score: 3/4
[It] settles into a certain lulling monotony, wandering a wilderness of wires, cooling towers, and a thousand other inscrutable devices, but it is a monotony with an undertone of menace.
Somehow the happy screams of children whirling above a neutered reactor sound a lot less comforting than they should.
| Original Score: 3/5
This documentary about nuclear power plants is as chilling as its title is ironic.