In 2005, a Seattle man was anonymously delivered to the Enumclaw Community Hospital and died shortly thereafter. The cause of death was an internal puncture wound inflicted during anal sex with an Arabian stallion. An investigation led to the discovery of a farm where a community of zoophiles, organized through the internet, had been gathering for rounds of barnyard lovin'. Now this is all very nasty, but I ask: If a huge horse with a gigantic boner is placed in front of a happy human butthole and starts banging away, can we really say there was cruelty involved? Kinkiness, yes. Craziness, perhaps. Flexibility, for sure. As for whether or not the tumescent stallion consented to the act, we can debate but will never definitively know. I can't believe I'm thinking about this stuff, but weirdly grateful to Zoo for going there. This beautiful and beguiling new film by Robinson Devor meditates on the Enumclaw Horse Incident through a hypnotic blend of original reporting, staged reenactment, testimony of involved parties (both zoophiles and local law enforcement), and pervasive, somewhat precious lyricism. The picture's sympathy is rooted in a belief that all human experience is of interest, no matter how extreme or transgressive.