"Initially A Trilogy seems to be composed of fragments. It begins with an endless shot of a man running along a road, moves to the elegant middle-class interiors of a renovated kitchen and then shifts its focus to a young boy running up a hill, a place marked by a neolithic ceremonial mound, a place of primordial mysteries. Images are layered on each other, provoking ideas of separation, the mother goddess, of water... and perhaps an accident? Constructed around absences it ends with a series of questions about life and our perception of the way film constructs narratives."

(Kay Armatage, Toronto Festival of Festivals Catalogue, 1985)