
Themroc
There’s something oddly hypnotic about watching structure disintegrate on screen—not through disaster or violence as we expect, but through raw, feral rejection. THEMROC pulls off that rare feat of turning complete absurdity into a strangely coherent thesis. Claude Faraldo’s anarchist satire is messy by design, and behind every crumbling wall is a pointed critique dressed up in unfiltered chaos. It’s not content with disrupting norms; it wants to dismember them entirely and leave the remains twitching.