So begins the first dialogue in Gerry, a full nine minutes into the film, as the two Gerrys ditch the trail and instead head out into the desert itself. Which is to say, life itself. Maybe. Probably. The thing that awaits us all at the end of the trail, so to speak. A finality. No matter your attempts to put it off, to detour yourself, to meander and wander, you’ll still end up there, at the same final exit that one of the Gerrys ends up. In a new series curated by Nicholas Rombes, writers ...
