All My Life

looks like a dream or that image of the hot air balloon when youre taking an eye exam.

looks like a dream or that image of the hot air balloon when youre taking an eye exam.

burası bizim köy mü?

burası bizim köy mü?

I was admiring the music, then it was over but good job to the trumpet player

I was admiring the music, then it was over but good job to the trumpet player

At a brisk 2 minutes and 45 seconds, this film evokes a great deal of nostalgia and sadness for days gone by. The imagery of the picket fence having lost its paint with age and having been overgrown with greenery and flowers paired with the fallout-esque recording of Ella Fitzgerald makes for a devastating take on the reality of the American dream. We even see a power line above everything showing modernization as we leave behind a bygone era. Or maybe I’m just reading too much into a film with pretty flowers and pleasant jazz 🤷‍♂️

At a brisk 2 minutes and 45 seconds, this film evokes a great deal of nostalgia and sadness for days gone by. The imagery of the picket fence having lost its paint with age and having been overgrown with greenery and flowers paired with the fallout-esque recording of Ella Fitzgerald makes for a devastating take on the reality of the American dream. We even see a power line above everything showing modernization as we leave behind a bygone era. Or maybe I’m just reading too much into a film with pretty flowers and pleasant jazz 🤷‍♂️

Short and sweet. The way image and audio feel like the commentate on one another is so sublime.

Short and sweet. The way image and audio feel like the commentate on one another is so sublime.