Palms

About This Movie

Palms is one of those films that lingers in your mind long after the credits roll. It's this modular exploration where each part feels like a standalone piece yet ties together in this intriguing way. The use of practical effects, especially in how the hands animate stillness, gives it a tactile quality that matches the film's hypnotic pacing. You’ve got the headlights that keep drawing you in, like a moth to a flame, and that tennis match—there's something almost ritualistic about it. The atmosphere is thick with mystery, and the way thoughts emerge as tangible objects is striking. It's a curious mix of the mundane and the profound, which I find pretty distinctive.

Palms has seen a limited release, making it somewhat elusive in collector circles. There are few home media editions available, so finding a copy might involve some digging. Its experimental nature and distinct narrative style spark interest among collectors who appreciate avant-garde cinema. The film's modular structure and unique presentation continue to foster discussions about its meaning and impact, adding to its allure.