Inni: Sigus Ros' Second Movie

Their fellow anthemic NPR darlings Arcade Fire and Radiohead may fiercely divide public opinion, but there aren't a lot of Sigur Rós haters: People either love the Icelandic post-rock band or are content to let their ethereal sounds fade into the background. It follows that there probably aren't going to be a lot of people who dislike Inni, their second concert film. Directed by Vincent Morisset, this mostly black-and-white, moody exercise in making digital footage from 2008 look like long-lost video from around the time when Ian Curtis was still doing gigs, is radically different from the first Sigur Rós cinema project, 2007's Heima.

The Sigur Ros film Inni

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Downtown Independent Theater

251 S. Main St.
Los Angeles, CA 90012

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While their earlier film showed a band at the height of its indie fame serving as cultural ambassadors for Iceland's culture, folklore and colorful, epic landscapes, the sparse Inni (the title translates as "inside") comes in the middle of a long hiatus, with the band members pursuing solo projects. Canadian experimentalist (and Arcade Fire associate) Morisset transferred the digital performance footage to 16 mm film and continued filtering, reframing and refocusing it, using color archival material of early TV interviews and backstage outtakes as separators between songs. The result is a hazy, shoegazy visual tone that is both elegiac and eulogistic — that is, at once meditative and funereal. At a time when most U.S. music documentaries have devolved into either artist-endorsed EPKs (see Scorsese's Dylan and George Harrison docs) or predictable Behind the Music–style fables of redemption, it's refreshing to see state-sponsored artists from welfare states like Iceland and Canada still flying the flag for the rock film as an art film. —Gustavo Turner (Downtown Independent)