I don't know why, but the accurate mundanity in this film feels very special. Killer of Sheep reminded me of Gummo in many aspects. Such everlasting melancholic poverty-filled poetic nihilism, with no opportunity of escape. Though there are small limpses of light to be found.
The silence in this film speaks so loudly.
This film was Charles Burnett's feature debut, was made while he was still in film school and had a budget of only 5k, and is still fantastic.
Burnett's directing is very amazing, fuck!
What a beautifully poignant soundtracks. One of the best.
How is this is not more known to general audiences?