
A definitive 6.6/10 rating for a film that redefined the boundaries of cult cinema. Squares remains a cornerstone of transgressive art.
If you have three minutes and a brain that likes patterns, yes. Absolutely. If you need a plot, dialogue, or a hero to root for, you’re going to be bored out of your mind within sixty seconds.
This is basically just squares doing stuff. They grow, they shrink, they stack up, and they get all wiggly. It’s hypnotic, but it’s also very, very simple.
There’s this specific moment where the colors start to layer on top of each other. It doesn't look like digital animation because, well, it isn't. You can feel the human touch in the way the lines aren't perfectly straight.
It’s kind of funny to think how much effort went into painting these little squares. Someone spent hours just to make a rectangle twitch across a background. I love that.
Watching this reminded me of the visual discipline you see in films like The Music Lesson. Both share a weirdly quiet focus on how small, repetitive movements can actually tell you more than a whole scene of people talking in a room.
Most modern stuff is so cluttered. It’s nice to just look at a shape for a while. No one is trying to sell me a toy or explain a multiverse theory here.
It’s not trying to change the world. It’s just trying to be a shape, and it does that job pretty well. 🟥