Video Review: Bastille "Blame"

Written on the screen is a quote by Nietzsche.: “What can we do? Praise and blame. This is human virtue. This is human madness.”

Inside a church’s recreation center, a woman drags a chair on the floor, adding it to a circle she formed around a fountain. Keys jingling, she opens the doors. A monster licks it chapped, red lips.

Leaving the recreation room, a man giggles and leaves. A young woman watches him and then enters the room.

Later that week, she hangs onto the end of her couch, weak. A text message on her phone is simply a lips emoji. A man reads his message at tree while another man sees the message as he cleans a bathroom.

The people stop what they are doing and walk to the building. They sit in a circle, the white of their eyes showing. A woman draws an eye on her notebook while sitting at her desk at work.

At the meeting, a woman bends down into the bowl and kisses the monster’s mouth. A man shakes after drinking. Afterwards, they stand and pray by the fountain, holding the monster.

Every week, they arrive at the designated time. They prick their finger and put their blood on the eye. Soon, the are dunking their heads into the water, their hair dripping.

Eventually, the water lessens and they are now using a punch bowl.

A woman blesses the water at the meeting’s start. After a while, the water alters their bodies, affecting their eyes. Week after week, they dunk their heads in the water or kiss the monster, then cheer and pray.

In bed, the young woman can barely move. She wakes up, lethargic, her vision hazy. She holds a gun. Her body, starving for the water, has reduced to arms to thin pieces of bone. Hand shaking, she pulls the trigger, her arm dissolves into a puddle of water.

At the next meeting, she whispers “excuse me” several times and asks for water. As the man approaches her, she tilts her head back and opens her mouth as he squeezes the needle. She waits for the single drop.

Rating: 5/5

The young woman had confessed to a friend that she was afraid that she wasn’t living life to the fullest. Most of her life had gone by and all she had done was work. She hadn’t traveled or experienced real love. She was afraid to die alone and with regrets. Her friend has passed the message along to someone else, who had connected to her a support group.

There, she met with other people and ingested the water, which healed their bodies and kept them immortal. One woman, she found out, had found out she had Stage 4 cancer. She had grandchildren she wanted to see grow up. An older man wanted some extra time to travel the world.

She realizes, though, that immortality has a price. She has lost her freedom. Every week, she has to attend the meeting and receive the water. By the last day, she is worn out and has called in, resulting in her boss firing her.

The water, though, was taken for granted. People dunked their heads in it, absorbing it. They let some drip onto the floor, believing it will always be refilled. Until one evening, there is a sliver of water to go around. It has become rationed. She hangs onto hope another reservoir will be found. The hope is easier to handle than the death that is on its way.

Belief and hypocrisy are intertwined in the video. The people seem to be chosen, which has emboldened them to take as much as they want without thinking. They thank their deity for feeding them and answer the text message when called. However, in their desire to be seen as above others, they cannot see they are being drained of their lives by the monster inside the fountain.

After the monster has seeped them of their natural chemicals in order to live, he offers as little as possible, not caring if they live or die. By acting in their selfish desire to avoid death, they hastened it even further.

Director: Elliott Sellers Year: 2016

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