"Bastard from a basket" and "I drink your milkshake" are gold.
A man mining by himself. The aloneness and danger of it is impressively nauseating to watch and contemplate.
Feels like 2001 at the start. A world before we made it ours. Each technological advancement at the mine feels like a new bone or monolith.
Those who found the oil fires to be beautiful are directed to Werner Herzog's Lessons of Darkness.
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