Many years ago I watched a play written, produced and acted by my local youth theatre. I noticed after an hour or so that the stage had become the real world and the auditorium a grey void of dust and shadows.
These films – Kin, Salvage and Requiem – have me bewitched every time; they hold a world from which I’m ever loath to return.
I regret extremely that whatever I post will never do justice to their beauty.
Finding their creation become a world to their viewers must seem strange to the makers of such films. Doubtless gratifying, but with the memory of cold and damp, make-up, running noses and broken finger nails, fully costumed actors under duffel coats and muddy boots, hours of editing slouched before a PC and the last of the coffee, surely sometimes rather difficult to reconcile. Pulling them to pieces again in order to post pictures doesn’t seem quite right but they are beautiful films, and strangely moving, and I have no other way of sharing them.
(I also, cynically, think that if more of us enjoy them then more of us will offer the director our support and the feature film for which I hope will become real a little sooner…)
So I’ll post a few stills from three shorts and a teaser, perhaps some more later, and hope they don’t offend.