Elusive doesn’t begin to describe For the Plasma. Just when you think you grasp this feature debut by Kyle Molzan and Bingham Bryant, it mutates. Over the course of its ninety-odd minutes, For the Plasma comes across as sci-fi, horror, and an essay film. The shifts from one generic mode to the next are ever so subtle, and the cumulative effect all the more perplexing. For the Plasma is sweetly paranoid, cerebral and lush, cold and gentle.
July 22, 2016