the places where talent lies

Yeah, I admit it. My little brother's seemingly endless pool of talent and amazing eye for a scene and stupid kaleidoscopic musical virtuosity really get on my nerves, sometimes. While I'm making teenybopper videos on youtube, he's making little Soviet constructivist cinematic symphonies that are simultaneously lush and gorgeous, playfully campy, and oddly poignant.

Just watch.

The bastard.