The entire scene is awash in dirty, neon red. Shadowy figures mill around a parking lot, chanting and shouting. Background: pitch-blackness. The camerawork is shaky, leaving everything to the imagination.
Fleeting, blurry shots of rabid faces atop meaty shoulders.
The screen turns to static, followed by more arms and slick faces. Then it comes into view—a fight. Two large men grapple on the asphalt, heaving their weight and bringing clenched fists at the ends of hook arms into contact with back, ribcage, face. Continue reading “Red Light Fight Night VHS by Andrew Novak”