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The Man with the Beautiful Eyes

Watch the short first then read my comment so there is no spoilers.

Beautiful, creepy short that brings alive a childhood memory, shared by a group of friends. The film starts off with a focus on a poster of a lost boy, but we never find out what happen to the boy, or why he is relevant. There is something so haunting about that poster, and the unanswered questions that follow. The film allows the audience to be caught up in the minds of these children and the dark distressing thoughts they possess; the uncertainness of growing up, the lack of trust towards adults and the attraction to the unknown. The film ends focussed on shop, and, as time going by, people come and go. After a while it is apparent that there is someone lying unconscious in the alleyway. Very disturbing, but never-the-less I am drawn to it.

Poem by Charles Bukowski,  film by Jonathan Hodgson. Click here for more on Hodgson’s shorts.

‘The Secret Of Kells’ – Pretty Vacant

‘The Secret Of Kells’ – Pretty Vacant..

So…my semi-review on ‘The Secret of Kells’ sparked this imaginative creative ball of words.  Thanks for the shout out Space Giraffe. I really didn’t say that much, but I will take it anyway. I like to be the one who smuggles curiosity into the brain.

Speaking of which, mine needs to sleep. Good night interblogs. For now.

The Secret of Kells

I’ve been blogging a lot of cartoons recently, I am not an illustrator or any thing cool like that, but nevertheless I love exploring different mediums.
The boy is an animator, so I’ve developed my own taste for illustrations, design and animation.  He has showed me some really amazing stuff from so I thought I’d share some of the coolness:

 

Secret of Kells is something that I found a while ago, from an Irish feature made entirely in flash. While stunning to look at, I wasn’t a massive fan on the story line. For more of the film art of this film click here.

The Zoo Father

The Zoo Father

One of my favourite collections. Petit really masters confessional poetry in a powerful and moving way. I was to steal her creative use of metaphor. Shall do a proper review on this later, when I get my copy back (ahem Anthony). *To-do-list*

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