My boss, a literal rocket scientist, cannot distinguish red from green. For his reference, all my spreadsheets distinguish good items as green and bad items as red. For those wondering, the song is Suicidio, from La Gioconda by Amilcare Ponchielli. Yes, it's about suicide.
This short is like a multiple-choice word problem that forces you to select the option "not enough information provided". I have the impression we're *supposed* to know what the film is saying but, seriously, not enough information. Also, DRAMATIC BURSTS OF OPERA. Excellent visuals, though. It was worth my 20 minutes.
One of the most uninspiring films I have ever watched - this is boring, nonsense mess. I honestly tried to find some meaning out of it, without success... The whole experience is forgettable: the music, "story", characters, including the cinematography. The overall impression can easily be compared to watching paint dry.
The film strives to obtain lofty absurdist and existentialist goals. The film does do all the necessary things to have the makings for this absurdism, but the film never adds up to anything. It feels so exceedingly mundane and disconnected that the affectations become grating. It falls short of anything of note. The real guilt of this film lies with it being forgettable, which is the most damning thing for a film.
I loved this short film because it had a lot of simbolism and truth. What I could see is how - in these times- lot of people don´t have their own ideas. Some people want to know what happen in the "outworld" and they are told the same things over and over again. Here, in México a lot of info don´t get into the country, I mean young people ask for info and the country says "but there are red and green"
Reminded me of the old whisper a secret bit where one person whispers some message in the ear of one person who then repeats that message to another who repeats it to another and so on and so forth and the message mutates to become something very different. Here a dream that changes in minor ways but ways that reflect the inner workings of the teller. If only the film were as interesting as that sounds.
Așa bărbați cu corp neglijent exercitează neîndemînatic în o sală plin de aer cenișiu deschis, un vis pe care îl spune un bărbat despre roșiu și verde este jefuit și repetat, în care apocalipsă sinistră rezonează cu viața de zi cu zi. Scurtmetrajul destul de ciudat. // 掠れた灰色に満ちたジムの中でだらしない肉体の男たちが鈍臭く躍動するうち、ある男が語った赤と緑についての夢が強奪され、反復され、そして日常が黙示録との共振を遂げる。頗る奇妙な短編映画だ。
This film takes the singular concept that people blend into one another and proceeds to spend twenty minutes beating it into the ground. It honestly plays more like a visual manual to evoking the concept than it does a particularly engaging short on its own. I got the idea pretty quickly; and I don't necessarily think the short plays especially well as comedy. It is fairly well-made, however.