I just came across this amazing documentary (not to be confused with Peter Greenaway’s Zoo). It did very well at several film festivals in 2007, but without a widespread distribution, it quickly slipped into oblivion. Zoo, short for Zoophile, is a lyrical dive into the outskirts of human sexuality.
It brings out the whole cinematic scope, and the result is jaw-dropping in its beauty. The images are hauntingly cold, and there’s a loneliness that goes all the way to the bone. The documentary reflects upon the desire and death of Kenneth Pinyan, who succumbed to internal bleeding after having sex with a horse. There’s an interesting interview with director Robinson Devor, where he talks about some of the moral implications in making the movie.