'A camera attached to the business end of a microscope facilitates the trawling of spaces shaped by small dead things among the tiny chambers somewhere between the naked eye and the mansions of molecules. Infinitely devisible focal planes denote the topography and tilt of here an insect limb, large and tortuous as a conifer, or there a thorax, brown as maple syrup, all of which repeatedly emerge and dissolve through the lens. These crumpled wings and hinged legs contribute to the compendium that make up the whole as the edges of these things prick the air en route to invisibility.'

(Sourced from http://canyoncinema.com/catalog/film/?i=3685 on September 19th 2016)