Tannhäuser gate (not really now not anymore) by Rustan Söderling

The apocalypse has never been as bright and beautiful as in Tannhäuser Gate (not really now, not anymore). The film is set in the aftermath of a fictional disaster, a colourful but rainy scene with a decaying supermarket as a backdrop for moss, vines and lost chickens. Humans are apparently extinct, but – surprise – they have forgotten to clean up their own mess again. Layers of human history are peeled back, and ancient hieroglyphics and cheap electronic gadgets find themselves in the same lost and forgotten paradise. Inside the FamilyMart we enter a space of weightlessness. Flying rubbish represents the excellent survival skills of consumerism. In the background, a tripped-out, pulsating soundtrack announces that the end of humanity is near, but the whole shitshow will continue in forms without human presence. The film is a beautiful reminder that you as an individual are completely redundant in a capitalist system; you don't matter! Painful, but liberating.