The Mill and the Cross (2011)
Every execution has a history.
Here are two men in the forest, choosing a tree; one slices a cross into the bark before they begin chopping. The bark will be cut away, the tree made into a tall post.
Here is a man wandering a dirt road, pushing what looks like a wagon wheel before him; we wonder if he is simple, or, perhaps, mad. The wheel, when it reaches its final destination, will be fixed to the top of the post. How can we, at this moment, possibly guess its grisly purpose? Read the rest of this entry »