On first glance, I took Canadian director Kristof Brandl’s Pop Le Cheval to be a fashion film, albeit one which existed in a grimly intriguing world of muted colours no label would choose to showcase a collection. Further research and I’ve got…well nothing? So I’m unilaterally declaring it an unconventional teaser for a larger narrative Brandl’s yet to reveal. I’m probably dead wrong in that assumption, but it’s a wild speculation I’d love to be true.
