The connecting theme of choosing one's own adventure is pretty weak in this collection, seeing as most of the titles don't hinge on destiny or decisiveness, but there are still a couple of touching stories of human connection and maternal anxiety that make this fact sort of a moot point.
The first short is one of those tedious experimental things that really only mean something to 50-year-old, pot smoking art curator ladies with burgundy hair. It's called I Stare Boiling, wherein ice is boiled for a good five minutes, which I'll never get back. Fortunately, Canadian film Three Mothers follows this up, featuring intense performances from Kristin Booth (primarily), Camilla Scott and Hannah Hogan as very different mothers with varying degrees of connections to their newborns. Speaking to the trajectory of life and connection in relation to nurturing, this very emotional short demonstrates an abundance of talent in front of, and behind, the camera.
1989 (When I was 5 years old) is a vivid description of a car accident from the perspective of a five-year-old, with squiggly lines filling in on the visual front. It's meh, but Jonathan and Gabrielle is an engaging and candid story of the tender moments of a nascent relationship where seemingly incidental dialogue and communication reveal more about people than meets the eye.
The next short, Something Left, Something Taken, has a seemingly comic demeanour, with its stop-motion animation aesthetic and referential template, but is essentially a comedy about the Zodiac killer. I don't find ruthless real-life killers that funny myself, but…
The Bridge, on the other hand, is quite intriguing, featuring an actress hired to recreate a crime scene that, in turn, might actually be a crime scene. The rickety reality foundations and questionable scenarios make for magnetic viewing.
The first short is one of those tedious experimental things that really only mean something to 50-year-old, pot smoking art curator ladies with burgundy hair. It's called I Stare Boiling, wherein ice is boiled for a good five minutes, which I'll never get back. Fortunately, Canadian film Three Mothers follows this up, featuring intense performances from Kristin Booth (primarily), Camilla Scott and Hannah Hogan as very different mothers with varying degrees of connections to their newborns. Speaking to the trajectory of life and connection in relation to nurturing, this very emotional short demonstrates an abundance of talent in front of, and behind, the camera.
1989 (When I was 5 years old) is a vivid description of a car accident from the perspective of a five-year-old, with squiggly lines filling in on the visual front. It's meh, but Jonathan and Gabrielle is an engaging and candid story of the tender moments of a nascent relationship where seemingly incidental dialogue and communication reveal more about people than meets the eye.
The next short, Something Left, Something Taken, has a seemingly comic demeanour, with its stop-motion animation aesthetic and referential template, but is essentially a comedy about the Zodiac killer. I don't find ruthless real-life killers that funny myself, but…
The Bridge, on the other hand, is quite intriguing, featuring an actress hired to recreate a crime scene that, in turn, might actually be a crime scene. The rickety reality foundations and questionable scenarios make for magnetic viewing.
