Summary
In the ochre flicker of a Paleolithic dawn, a nameless troglodyte awakens to the tyranny of an abscessed canine; pain pulses like a drumskin of mammoth hide, driving him past the lip of the cave into a forest where every birch-leaf seems to snicker at his swollen jaw. Frame by frame, the film carves a hallucinatory odyssey: he barges through underbrush rendered in crosshatched charcoal, encounters a sabre-toothed felid whose gleaming fangs become mirrors of his own rot, and finally stumbles on a hunched, bird-masked figure—part shaman, part flint-knapper—who beckons him toward a contraption of sinew, obsidian, and driftwood. What follows is a dental exorcism staged like a shadow-puppet Passion Play: the ‘tooth carpenter’ bores, chisels, and coaxes the offending molar from its socket while auroras of ochre and indigo swirl across the night sky, each cel overlay a palimpsest of ritual scarification. When the blood-darkened incisor finally plinks into a bowl of carved stone, the patient’s howl mutates into a primordial hymn, harmonizing with the crackle of fire until the very film stock seems to blister. The epilogue is a silent snowfall over the now-vacant mouth: the man grins—a dark, wet cavern where absence itself becomes a totem, a reminder that civilization was once hammered out on the anvil of animal agony.
Synopsis
Animated short showing how prehistoric man dealt with dental problems.
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