Near an extraordinary chair with many legs, a hand is visible gripping an edge. The hand is weathered, the fingers cracked and scarred. The end of a rifle appears and a shot fires. The ... See full summary »
A magnet moves on a floor. A moth beats against a window. A doll child watches the magnet; threads of metal filings gather around the magnet. The doll, who's sitting at a table, looks in a ... See full summary »
A tear falls from the eyes of a veiled face. A white ball whips around a heart-shaped paddle. A mournful voice sings, "Are we still married?" A child's stuffed rabbit watches, sees ... See full summary »
Loosely based on the Mesopotamian "Epic of Gilgamesh", here Gilgamesh is portrayed as a grotesque, Picasso-esque being who uses a tricycle to patrol his box-shaped kingdom that hovers above a dark abyss.
In Prague, a professorial puppet, with metal pincers for hands and an open book for a hat, takes a boy as a pupil. First, the professor empties fluff and toys from the child's head, leaving... See full summary »
A man closes up a lecture hall; he reaches into a box and snips the string holding a gaunt puppet. Released, the puppet warily explores the darkened rooms about him. Screws twist out of ... See full summary »
A woman sits alone on a chair at a table in a room on one of the top floors of an asylum. Bright spot lights dot the night, sometimes shining on her window. She sharpens pencils and writes ... See full summary »
An enigmatic story told in seven chapters, each introduced by an elliptical sentence on a title card. A man is in an apartment. He goes outside where a red tram runs beside a cathedral. He ... See full summary »
Near an extraordinary chair with many legs, a hand is visible gripping an edge. The hand is weathered, the fingers cracked and scarred. The end of a rifle appears and a shot fires. The bullet is visible whirling through space; it caroms and then goes through a pine cone. A long spoon emerges from a drawer in the chair and stretches toward the hand. The bullet is on the spoon. Later, the hand holds the bullet between two fingers; another shot is fired. Written by
Ah-ha, more excellent supreme dark and surreal enchantment for the mind, courtesy of the magicians Quay! In some kind of ancient dusty chamber, an apparition of a disembodied hand flits about in a comically macabre fashion, it presses a kind of switch, a rifle emerges out of the nearby "woods" and fires at the centrepiece of the ethereal shadowy room: a bizarre multi-legged table with antlers that hangs suspended in midair. The bullet hits the object and is then caught by an eerily-long spoon that emerges from the table, which then appears to take it back from whence it came, and then the whole event begins to repeat again.... What the heck do you mean, O strange little beautifully-textured vision I see before me? Was the whole thing some kind of metaphor for an animal that had been shot in the woods-like a deer perhaps? It matters not, because nothing makes sense, and yet everything is somehow perfect that way-wouldn't have it different! Half the fun of the Quay shorts is inventing your own little interpretations of the imagery and what you see happening before you. You have to allow the eye to wander... There's just something about the way they did the animation that positively commands the eye. What you do see admittedly isn't all that much, but there's always something magical and compellingly mysterious in the simplicity. I love the haunting ominous music, and the weird noises that sound like a muted television playing, and I love the lulling sound of a man's distant voice that can be heard. His voice is downright hypnotic, you can only really make out the brooding emotion of it, and not the words themselves. There's something almost fairytale-like about all the Quay's films. They're all undeniably dark, dingy and disturbing, but fascinating in turn-and yet it's not a horrific, frightening kind of darkness, they're not trying to give you nightmares, they're merely playing off your moods and emotions-it's a peaceful shadowed realm, like unto a dark dream.... It's almost like they're trying to show glimpses of a world we only ever half-see when we're sleeping. It resonates with the part of the mind that exists on the level of dreams-or nightmares, or something in between...it's all good! See ya.
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