SHORT SYNOPSISFROM THE SOUL BEHIND THE CAMERA, THIS VISUAL TALE UNFOLDS: HORSES ROAR LIKE ENGINES, OUTLAWS DRIFT IN THE HAZE OF THEIR OWN BOREDOM, AND VIOLENCE PLAYS OUT IN A GAME OF ROCK, PAPER, SCISSORS. BETRAYAL ISN’T JUST EXPECTED — THE GENRE DEMANDS IT. AND AT THE HEART OF IT ALL, A WOMAN. SHE IS NOT JUST THE STORYTELLER… SHE IS THE STORY. SHE DOESN’T SPEAK IT. SHE BREATHES IT.
