Three Short Films

Making short films is something I’ve been wanting to do for a while. However, it always seemed like an impractical thing to do. You need a lot of people and a lot of equipment, right? It would cost a lot of money. It would take up a disproportionate amount of time. All the effort involved would be a distraction from other things. It hadn’t dawned on me that new technology (is that a term that’s passing out of use? It’s not so new anymore) had changed all that. Someone once said -half in jest- that to be a composer or a writer, all one needed was the right stationery. To that, in the twenty-first century, one could add that all one needs to be a film-maker is a mobile phone or a tablet. As for editing, there is excellent free editing software available online.

Having made quite a lot of electronic music, I was interested in the idea of incorporating images into the kind of collages I’d been making using sound alone. I’m pleased I followed this impulse now, as making these three short films has been a whole lot of fun. Finishing them has left me wondering what to do next.

I’ve embedded two of them in this blog already. However, I’ve revised the first a little and reposted it and I’ve not posted the third before (The Blue Rope). Since I tend to think of them as a trilogy, I’ve posted them all here, together. All three are very different in many ways but I think what binds them together is a common origin in the lockdown: everything that happens in them happens within walking distance of here. The third is shot from inside a very dark, claustrophobic place.

Total running time: 8:38

4 thoughts on “Three Short Films

  1. Worked perfectly without interruption later in the evening (almost 11pm) I have seen the first two films before. I thought the blue rope one was strange – I couldn;t make out what the material was that gradually came into focus and got lighter. I thought the blue ‘rope’ looked rather like a piece of blue baler band)!) – do these films have to have a ‘meaning’? I liked the one about the walk down the beck with the sound of the water and the view of the becksides. I am finding successive ones harder to understand.

    1. I think sometimes that the more one looks for meaning in a work of art the harder it is to find it. For example a lot of so-called difficult 20th century classical music is very visceral and yet people, trying very hard to “understand” it, often fail to see this.

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