3.2 stars. On a computer at home did not feel like the ideal viewing conditions for this intriguing short. I would rather have watched it in a gallery space or more clinical setting. While it may seem like Everson is not doing very much, there is a great skill in choosing the right participant. Brooks has such a communicative face and way of recounting her story that you are drawn in, while still estranged.
That the woman recounts this story during an unrelated exam suggests how the experience has remained with her, as if it is still happening. The tones of the hearing test coincide with the cuts of the incident footage on the street, communicating it as flashes of memory. The doctor's evaluation of her capacity to hear and speak resonates with her role as a witness. This is a subtle, powerful approach to documentary.
Uma quietude e contemplação belíssimas, apesar da história de violência masculina relatada. Se trata de uma interposição dos traumas físicos que experiências traumáticas podem gerar, e também da confiabilidade do testemunho questionada, ainda que a experiência seja forte e visceral. A direção é muito boa.
El lenguaje audiovisual en lo más comercial es redundante: se muestra aquello que se nombra. En este caso, Kevin Jerome Everson opta por imágenes con un pito que luego sabremos que puede corresponder a un examen auditivo y cuando pasamos al examen que da nombre al corto, el discurso (no emitido en directo) habla de un asesinato, con cierta negligencia de un agente de policía. Esa es exploración audiovisual.
I feel a certain serenity follows the narrative of this film. While Shadeena recounts a horrific event she's undergoing an examination that reveals some troubling news. It seems that way, at least. As if the violence that took place is diminished somehow, but I don't think so. Life doesn't stop for anyone. Every year those fireflies will come out during the summer, you're just not always ready for it.
Moderately engaging, mainly through the narration of the violent incident than through anything else. The last glance on the camera rescues this short from a being relegated to a totally uncinematic endeavor (the static camera is punctuated by a somewhat cinematic low-angle shot of a lampost). Yet, the interesting dimensions about phsyiology, trauma and society evaporate in the haziness of film form. Disappointed.
7,5/10 La carne - database fisico e pulsante di immagini e narrazioni - si fonde all’astratto reame del pensiero. Il corpo umano, in continua metamorfosi, è comunicazione, esattamente come il cinema, qui elevato a linguaggio supremo e preferenziale. Siamo arte ed il cinema lo è con noi. Entrambi costretti a seguire un ritmo frenetico, obbligati a raccontare e vivere storie che amiamo e odiamo disperatamente.
Everson's cross-cut vision of Shadeena Brook's retelling of a traumatic experience is an unnerving dive into the heart of trauma and it's everlasting effects on the human body. By interlacing Brook's v.o. of her traumatic tale over the video of her getting a physical examination at the doctor, Everson creates a poignant visual dichotomy that works well in highlighting the deep-rooted effects that trauma can lay.