Savageland (2015)

The decision to make the “found footage” be photography opens the door to some excellent shots—still images with the combined weight of documentary realism and an expressionist horror that realistic motion can't convey. Politically, the film is as timely now as when it was made—the USA is still living through one horrifying slow-motion moment that started a decade ago, a near-freeze frame whose subtle contortions and bromide haze give it the illusion of a vast and purposeful intensity of movement towards or away from something—but a thing can't move towards or away from itself—this is what the USA has always been—to change, it has to die and something else has to rise. Like some sort of zombie. Sadly, the film has a flat emotional arc and many weak performances.