In a rapid-fire 2 minutes, Depollute presents a set of instructions, commands, a poetic edict dictating a set of actions required to perform a self orchiectomy: the surgical removal of one or both testicles. The words “make a vertical incision”, “debride the wound”, and so on rattle and flash across the screen between flickering sheets of colour, painting a mode of address that switches between the casual, the surgical, and the threatening. Towards the end of the film a single word appears—depollute. In these final moments, a question is posed: what relationship is left between surgery, the chemical, and the self?