This obscuring of subjects to a point of abstraction, allowing faces to melt off the subjects like those of Francis Bacon's portraits, elevates while disguising the identity of the mundane, drawing on
our cultural over saturation and disconnection from the physicality of violence.
As with anything reaching its
cultural saturation point, it's the singer, not the song, and the results have been all
over the spectrum, from the brilliant («Shaun of the Dead») to the forgettable («Warm Bodies»).