Birds (Or How to Be One) review – flighty avian-themed drama-doc

Babis Makridis takes to the sky with an experimental and sometimes difficult to watch manifesto inspired by Aristophanes's play The Birds

Two-thirds of the way into this experimental Greek docu-fiction, one of the wandering souls featured - apparently watching footage from the film - loses his rag. This is not about birds. It's about us being crazy as loons. Come on Babis, I'm a customer here, too, I need to understand." With director Babis Makridis showing all the confrontational strangeness of the Greek new wave here, the exasperation is understandable.

What Makridis has cobbled together is a poetic and initially utopian manifesto for self-liberation inspired by Aristophanes' play The Birds, in which a king transforms into a hoopoe. In nine chapters with titles such as Find your voice" and Take off, land", Makridis quizzes the characters in poker-faced interview setups about their hopes of becoming birds, and observes these avian wannabes as they make strange fluttering calls on urban streets and roam stark landscapes in search of their inspiration, Mr Hoopoe" - all intercut with performance excerpts from Aristophanes. The precise significance of all this remains up in the clouds with the aerobatic planes he marvels at; although the assemblage starts to drum up an almost shamanistic mania as people perfect their bespoke bird caws and incant against a lightning-blasted cityscape. Perhaps the lack of easy graspability is trying to jar us into a similar consciousness shift, to get modern society soaring above its current disillusionment.