Avant-garde filmmaker Jonas Mekas throws in the towel early with a disclaimer at the opening of Guns of the Trees stating the work is incomplete. Incoherent might be a better word as he sloppily applies his experimental ways to narrative story telling in this unfinished symphony that fails to jell in any form.
The film revolves around a quartet of anti-establishments absorbing the pressures of modern day living in a world they are finding harder to understand. One simply wants out by way of suicide. A cacaphony of logic and non-sequitor along with snippets of alienating barren imagery ragged editing and grating soundtrack with a little liviing theatre thrown in for good measure carry matters to their predictably indecipherable end that Mekas cautions us about at the outset does not exist. It's no surprise the most powerful shot in the film accompanied by others are stolen. A diffuse, incomplete, unsatifying attempt at offbeat story telling. For Mekas scholars only.
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