Images of a young couple on a sunlit train. Variations in light and colour affect our understanding of what we see. Shot in super 8, optically printed to 16mm film and digitally edited . - Guy Sherwin
Simple gestures, motion of the train, an enclosed setting, repetition - all contribute to a rich sensibility. As the viewer, we may envisage a space we're invited to share, we may feel a closeness with the protaganists. Or we may be wary of the film's gaze, as unobstrusive as that may be, we may desire a more cynical point of view.
Is this romanticism overload? The film reminds me of haiku poetry, in that a few well chosen images are able to convey a depth of meaning. It does not simply suspend a notion, it offers reassurance. - Ooni Peh (see IN TRANSIT)
a short piece about loss and misses. - Victric Thng
To run after that which one cannot catch up with.
Resurgence of the memory.
The fantomatic presence of the absent one.
To be fulled by silences and quietly.
To be empty of other's presence.
To be fulled up by absences.
The absence of the other which gave meanings of the everyday life.
The absence of the other that give meanings of the everyday life.
The impossibility of the mourning.
To remember your birthday.
"happy birthday to you, the one I loved (my fantom) happy birthday to you, the one I love (my sorrow)"
- Jean-Gabriel Périot (see DIES IRAE)
The film shows the view from the train out of Charing Cross Station looking over the Thames. The filming is repeated over and over, over time so we get differing views: boats turning etc. It was inspired by my journey to teach at Goldsmiths College. Now I would like the process to be repeated over and over ad infinitum, perhaps the finished film could be projected onto the side of the Royal Festival Hall, journey's end? - Paul Martin
Shot on Super 8 film in subtle greys, black and white. We are on a train crossing Charing Cross railway bridge. Steel girders flash by in dynamic rhythm; it¹s a journey that London commuters make every day. The film also repeats - each time with variations: a heavy barge moves slowly upstream, a patch of sun lights up the carriage, we glimpse a reflection of the filmmaker.
There are similarities in train and film. The carriage window is the frame. Marks and scratches on the glass are also on the film surface. Huge girders shut out our view, releasing patches of river, and we have to construct its image from fragments.
The film is in part homage to things mechanical - the train, the bridge, and the physical medium of film. - Guy Sherwin
The film looks at both the interior and exterior of the train car, sometimes existing together in reflections. Scenes from the windows pass through plains, trees, train stops, commuters, conductors, roads, traffic, towns and villages of Malaysia before we arrive at the familiar skyline of Kuala Lumpur.
In this trip, my mother came with me to Kuala Lumpur. It was an intimate time we spent with each other not knowing when we will next meet. - Lynn Loo
he 'narrative' of this piece seems to embody the linear logic of train travel itself. The detail; reflections in the windows, a train attendant in the corridor, people in the carriage, and the varied landscape are a counterpoint to the lingering, almost dreamy focus on the filmmaker's 'subject'; who is quietly observed, absorbed in her journey.
The journey plays with a sense of real time although we know that time has been subtly adjusted only by the various changes in Loo's observed 'subject'. We watch the film maker observe the details of a time spent on a train from Singapore to Malaysia, in which her focal character, gazes from the window, or sleeps, or reads. Is this an hommage, an older Asian woman, so rarely a focal figure in western cinema, a woman who is silently immersed in her own world, her voice replaced by the mundane train announcement that seems ceaseless?
Are we being asked to ride this train and engage with a minimalist narrative? Are we being asked a question, told a story? Or are we riders on the rhythm of a lyrical poem, lulled by an unfamiliar, almost surreal sense of a journey, that seems to place itself midway between a poem and a document? - Ruth Novaczek (see 50/50)
Set in New York and London, 50/50 is about a relationship.
A reflection on love gone wrong and dual responsibility; an argument, a separation and the nature of love are explored in images and text. Set to two themes from Thelonious Monk.
50 / 50 chronicles a journey from London into New York City with the voice-over narration of a failed relationship: "You weren't good to me, but then I wasn't good to you, if I remember rightly, if I remember at all ". After brief views of leaving London and the flight we see views of New York from the car ride into the city: bridges, buildings, trucks, shadows all in a rhythmic sequence. Interspersed we see the two lovers, in the street, on the subway, close up.
Over the film the narrator tells of their relationship: "we got into whether you were pushed or whether you jumped or who pushed who first, if there ever is a first, if it isn't always 50-50". It's a dual responsibility."I wasn't so good to you, but then you weren't so sweet to me".
The rhythm of the film, the rhythm of the narration, the rhythm of the music (by Thelonius Monk). - Paul Martin (see THE THAMES FROM CHARING CROSS BRIDGE - A STUDY)
That I am the cause of your journey
Don't leave me on that way
From an interview: " Dies Irae - is part of a requiem prayer. I used it because this text is about destruction, the end of the world. The one who prays ask to another one (god) to rescue him or if not to remember him. It's for that I used it, because this movie is about destruction, death, and the need to remember. I used the first sentence, an extract of the prayer because it contains two people: the one who asks to remember his death and the one who has to remember.
Like in the film, first we are the one who travels till the deadly end, and then in a second movement, we are the one looking at the death of the first, and because we asked why this end, we become a witness." - Jean-Gabriel Piérot Dies Irae - is like of a meditative visual poetry. Static, motion, stationary, speed, all juxtaposed with one another with haunting music. A sense of displacement in a visual interpretation of seeking and searching. A mesmerising lonely journey. - Victric Thng (see MOONLY)