Initially, I didn’t have very insanely high feelings on this one.
As soon as the credits hit, I wrote in my notes app:
“I was really hoping this would do what Talking Head did for me. Exceed my understanding of how well cheap films can be made while being one of the most creative visionary works of all time. That’s a really high bar for expectations. Hence why I typically don’t do them. Cut me some slack though, it had all the signs this was gonna be the one; the masterpiece of student films: a challenging African-American made drama, hidden from the world for decades. Rediscovered. Preserved. Witnessed in my bedroom room on a Monday night.
Instead I got a solid script I can really identify with. Having grown up with a black father nearly identical to the protagonist. Some scenes feel ripped straight from my childhood, other scenes are so surreal, yet so familiar, I feel like I’ve dreamt them.”
If I’m being honest. It took me four attempts scattered across three random days for me to even finish the film. My first attempt? 2 months ago. This was really, really not holding my attention. I was gonna give it a 6.5/10 until…
As if being reminded of a brilliant forgotten dream, a powerful feeling reemerged in me. I can’t say I understand the feeling. I can’t even picture it. I just know it had an impact on me & isn’t that all that matters?
Initially, I didn’t have very insanely high feelings on this one.
As soon as the credits hit, I wrote in my notes app:
“I was really hoping this would do what Talking Head did for me. Exceed my understanding of how well cheap films can be made while being one of the most creative visionary works of all time. That’s a really high bar for expectations. Hence why I typically don’t do them. Cut me some slack though, it had all the signs this was gonna be the one; the masterpiece of student films: a challenging African-American made drama, hidden from the world for decades. Rediscovered. Preserved. Witnessed in my bedroom room on a Monday night.
Instead I got a solid script I can really identify with. Having grown up with a black father nearly identical to the protagonist. Some scenes feel ripped straight from my childhood, other scenes are so surreal, yet so familiar, I feel like I’ve dreamt them.”
If I’m being honest. It took me four attempts scattered across three random days for me to even finish the film. My first attempt? 2 months ago. This was really, really not holding my attention. I was gonna give it a 6.5/10 until…
As if being reminded of a brilliant forgotten dream, a powerful feeling reemerged in me. I can’t say I understand the feeling. I can’t even picture it. I just know it had an impact on me & isn’t that all that matters?
