Synopsis
A showcase of scenery along the South Dakota Black Hills, edited along to Respighi's Fountains of Rome.
2019 Directed by Reed Langer
A showcase of scenery along the South Dakota Black Hills, edited along to Respighi's Fountains of Rome.
This took me back to two summers ago when I got it in me to make a movie all by myself -- just me, my iPhone, and the immediate environment around me. I even jerry-rigged my phone onto an old tripod in my parent's garage by using a clamp. Mind you I had no experience making a movie and had no idea how to use editing software, so that along with other things led me to abandon the project.
In a way this film is similar to what I had in mind for my own. Just images, editing, and music. The simplest things, but if handled correctly also the most profound and moving. Beauty is somehow more beautiful when it is achieved by simple methods.
Rapid eye movement as the flickering camera light. A sublime approximation of fantastical feeling and sensuous macroscopic wonder. Blissed and obsessively, lucidly existent. Reed really makes his images fly.
Modernity collapsing amidst an already-collapsed romanticism. What will be left?
I am plagued, as we all are, by my phone when I watch films at home (the only place I can watch anything that isn’t multiplex fare), but during this film’s runtime the thought of picking up my phone never crossed my mind. I was totally and completely captivated.
Borges was right in “Pierre Menard.” There are no new techniques, here. It is in its recontextualization of silent cinema that this film proves brilliant.