Giant waves crash against monumental rocks, Tibetan monks groan into the void, space ships shimmer in their own heat, a building slowly collapses in upon itself as dinosaurs breathe heavily in their sleep, black-garbed nuns descend the cold cathedral steps startling a flurry of bats who ascend into an immense grey sky while below Jesus pulls himself from the cross and does long slow pirouettes, leaving perfect circles of blood on the merciless marble floors: red mandalas the priests mistake for wine and drunkenly sip from like ravenous ravens. Donna Summer’s voice and Giorgio Moroder’s production exude many new evocations in this time-stretched version of “I Feel Love.”

I think Moroder might like this.