Category Archives: Silent

Suburban Zombie or The Decay of the Mind

Suburban Zombie or The Decay of the Mind came to me via a commenter named Evan Jones.  It’s a one minute zombie film (that alone got me – can one even DO a zombie film that’s any kind of decent in one minute??  Has Romero been wasting our time all these years with needless filler?  Can someone out there in the intranets turn all of Romero’s films into one minute versions for my amusement??) with a twist.

The film opens with a guy sitting in a shed watching t.v.

Guy. Shed. ‘Nuff said.

Suddenly, his t.v. goes on the fritz (horror of horrors!!) and dude gets pissed.  Seriously he goes all Hulk and smashes the t.v.  Then he goes outside into the sun (which he obviously hasn’t seen in awhile since he tries to block it with his arms – “Arggghhhh!  Sunlight!!” and we have a moment of “Wait is he zombie or vampire?”).  Next, two mysterious figures in black appear (creepy!) and point to the shed indicating that he should go back inside.  So he does and watches his broken t.v.  Oooohhhh, get it??

I liked this for the social commentary it made about the mind numbingness of  society.  Seriously, these Kardashians and guidos I keep hearing about frighten me more than the upcoming zombie apocalypse.  Our need to be entertained and our seeming unending quest for “15 minutes” is going to be our downfall.  In my IMHO.  And it likely will be via a zombie apocalypse – zombies have been the metaphor for our societal fears ever since Romero appeared on the scene.

So check it out, it’s just a minute!

Drool

Today we have another Jeremiah Kipp short film, the experimental and NSFW Drool. While I loved Crestfallen, I don’t love this. However, I also don’t dislike it.

Drool leaves one unsettled and in my case vaguely grossed out due to the copious amounts of, you guessed it, drool. I may be unsqueamish when it comes to blood and guts but other bodily fluids give me the heebie jeebies. And I have issues with sticky substances and whatever was used here seemed a bit syrupy. So if you have issues with that sort of thing, I’d take a pass on this on. If you’re down with a little (a lot of) clear, sticky syrupy gel like substances then I definitely recommend this.

Stop telling us about your weird issues with substances and get to the point of the film already!

Another silent film and completely open to interpretation, Drool is shot in sepia tones with a stark background (that has a steam room feel to it). Minus the fluids, it’s really beautifully done. Featuring just two actors, my interpretation is: birth, life, sex and death. (All this in just under five minutes too!) There’s really not a lot going on here action wise but the actors really do a great job of storytelling with their entire bodies. They’re graceful and it’s almost like watching a ballet (although a ballet done mostly laying on the floor).

The full video is included below and if you like experimental film and aren’t particularly squeamish like me, then I’d definitely recommend a viewing. Drool is unlike anything else I’ve seen recently and that alone wins it major points in a cinematic world of remakes, sequels and just plain boringness.

Crestfallen

There’s a severe lack of snark in this review because honestly the first word that comes to mind after watching the short film, “Crestfallen”, written and produced by Russ Penning and directed by Jeremiah Kipp, is exquisite.  From the main character played by Deneen Melody to the cinematography, “Crestfallen” has a radiance to it all while remaining unsettling.

The film is silent, coupled only with a haunting score by Harry “Friday the 13th” Manfredini.  The story follows a young woman (Melody) as she attempts to take her life.  Told mainly via flashback, we see the devastation wrought upon her as she catches her husband with another woman and sees her daughter taken away from her.  There are several disturbing yet beautiful images throughout and since it’s silent, one is able to form their own opinion about what exactly has transpired.

Melody is achingly vulnerable and the first slice of her wrist is reminiscent of Juliet (“Oh happy dagger, this is thy sheath.”) while the lighting and mood is reminiscent of “The Virgin Suicides”.  Melody does a tremendous job of handling a heavy story with only one bit of minor overacting that had me yell “No!” at the movie.  It only lasts for a millisecond though so I was relieved.

I can’t help but to want to watch more from director, Jeremiah Kipp, and lucky for me I have two more shorts to follow up with!

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