GERRY

Theres no exposition at the start of Gerry nor a title, for that matter, let alone credits. Just Matt Damons and Casey Afflecks battered auto cruising along a freeway, mountain spectacle glowing all around, Arvo Pärt gently soothing the soundtrack. Are they friends? Lovers? On a car share? Lets not hurry things, the camera tuts, picking out the grime on the windshield and the flaring sun. For the moment were the ones who have been deposited, ignorant and demanding, in a strange, indifferent setting. Matt and Casey both of whose characters are named Gerry park at a wilderness trail and set off. «Hey, Gerry», says Matt (the films first words). They leave the path, walk, trot, race each other through the brush, and collapse exhausted in the dirt. As the light dips, they head for where the path could be. We cut to a long shot. They are a very long way from anything, and will be for another four days to come. The camera drifts to the left. Look at the rock! Clouds swallow mountains. The wind wails.
(Ben Walters)