'Mexico ruthlessly unmasks and dissects the assumptions and half-truths we tell ourselves about development and progress. Not so much a film as a series of live-action postcards, the images are sustained by an incisive voice-over. The tour ranges from an archeological museum to a car factory ('a factory which produces only smoke') to a hideously graphic bullfight, linking cultural colonialism to free trade. - Everything you touch turns into Toronto... Hoolboom says, and this vacation jaunt ends with the disquieting transformation of the Mexico City streets into Highway 401.' (Josh Ramisch, Variety). 'You have been here all along... 'The film begins and ends at the same time, as if it never existed. The title repeats the gesture when it prints two thick crossed bars over the letters, as if the naming of the goal of the flight would be 'too much.' From the beginning, Mexico denies the images Hoolboom and Sanguedolce brought in their journey to this 'no-image-land': those of the young car-washers, the poor villa