“Where Fireflies Dance”
An indie production of a romantic drama with a country-western feel meant to explore lost love.

In a quiet stop-motion studio, a small monkey opens its eyes. Everything around it feels frozen. On a computer screen, a luminous jungle appears, distant, almost alive. With two companions, he sets out to create one of their own, using whatever they can find. A forest shaped by imagination, their only way out.
An indie production of a romantic drama with a country-western feel meant to explore lost love.
This current year, as well as the past several, has seen a slowly building increase in something the horror genre has required for quite a while in this critic's opinion...originality. I've stated before that I am very hard to please when it comes to this vein of the film industry's offerings, always leaning more towards that which sends chills through my very being in lieu of buckets of blood and gore.
"A Drowning Man" (2017) explores the unseen aspects of the Refugee Crisis. In, 15 far-too-short minutes, viewers are given a detailed snapshot of what it's like for a refugee to drown in the waters of poverty and otherness while trying to navigate a land whose promise has worn off, and only 'strange' remains.
Crossroads follows a young guitarist on a journey through the American South in search of blues history and his own voice.
It is as bad as your remember, and you are fortunate if you've never watched it. Keep it that way!
Many have interpreted Maya Deren’s Meshes of the Afternoon as a dream sequence, but what if the repetitive scenes we are given are not dreams but, a time loop.