Should you get too critical of an amateur production such as this ? (it's free after-all..on the internet). I would be remiss to not say that the acting is tedious, the editing is unbelievably bad and the camera work is shoddy...well, I guess that is critical, but unfortunately true. I did like some of the music (although whoever did the sound editing should be shot on principle) such as "When you go to your Island" (Johnny Bambino) and "Don't let him touch you" by the bright spots of the film...The Sirens. Crystal (Perry Kate Lambert), Loud ( Suevia Perez-Castro) and Baby (Ria Lopez) with their crazy eye make-up, lashes and awkward movements had me mesmerized...brilliant.
The plot is pretty silly about a graffiti artist in London who is drawing a cute little baby on walls; they are suppose to be growing more risqué, and yet, remain, cute. The artist Johnny (Henry Stansall) is followed around by a newswoman named Jane (Scarlett Emmanuelle). It never is satisfactorily sorted out, and there is a mad rush to the end of the film which is typical of amateurs who have no ability to plan a shoot. As bad as the two lead actors are at their craft, they are still better than the supporting cast, many of whom look to be frozen with stage-fright. Except for The Sirens who would have been comfortable in a David Lynch film...they were just that surreal. There are giant holes in the plot and the dialogue is rank amateur and you would feel sorry for the cast having to try and spew them forth, yet the cast --seemingly--have no clue as to what they are doing...I say blame the director (Paul Wiffen) who I hope has a day job...maybe Film school would benefit you...after this mess It couldn't hurt.
I was looking forward to this film Alex Day had brought it to our attention here in the States and I had played it up to friends of mine in the industry. I am embarrassed.
The plot is pretty silly about a graffiti artist in London who is drawing a cute little baby on walls; they are suppose to be growing more risqué, and yet, remain, cute. The artist Johnny (Henry Stansall) is followed around by a newswoman named Jane (Scarlett Emmanuelle). It never is satisfactorily sorted out, and there is a mad rush to the end of the film which is typical of amateurs who have no ability to plan a shoot. As bad as the two lead actors are at their craft, they are still better than the supporting cast, many of whom look to be frozen with stage-fright. Except for The Sirens who would have been comfortable in a David Lynch film...they were just that surreal. There are giant holes in the plot and the dialogue is rank amateur and you would feel sorry for the cast having to try and spew them forth, yet the cast --seemingly--have no clue as to what they are doing...I say blame the director (Paul Wiffen) who I hope has a day job...maybe Film school would benefit you...after this mess It couldn't hurt.
I was looking forward to this film Alex Day had brought it to our attention here in the States and I had played it up to friends of mine in the industry. I am embarrassed.