Kreuzberg, Berlin
Shaun Motsi
Sweet, Sweet Chariot
PSM"Doctors and researchers weave past each other in the bright, sterile space. The occasional white lab coat floats through an otherwise uniform sea of grey robes. A camera, gliding forward down the hallway just above the heads of the crowd, speeds up as it makes several sharp turns through the veins of what quickly reveals itself to be a vast network of brightly lit hallways lined with countless identical doors. A soft whoosh becomes audible as the camera speeds along, now through a high-tech security door just as one white-robed doctor punches in a security code, now up some stairs, through an atrium, now blurring through a series of smaller spaces, past a second security point—this one guarded by figures dressed in black—then back into another winding maze of now deserted hallways. An abrupt silence halts the camera just outside an open doorway, facing into the room as a figure rushes out past the camera, yelling…” —SM