I just got back from the second annual Seattle Science Fiction Short Film Festival. Like last year, it was a mixed bag.
Too many authors/scriptwriters see "SciFi" to mean "I can do anything
. Consistancy? Who cares!". And the more they claim otherwise, the more guilty of that sin they are.
Under the heading of "Art with a capital A" (which means they otherwise utterly sucked), was Spaceball
(I have this really cool lens to play with, but otherwise have no clue), Life Signs
, which, if it had been entered unchanged in a contest for music videos, would have fit better, 13 Ways to Die at Home
, which won one of the juried prizes, which really lowered my opinion of the jury, and finally Agnieskza
, oh so very European, in all the worst ways. Textbook "artistic" lighting and camera angles, uberskinny supermodel actresses in panties and high goth babydoll tops, no dialog at all, and a theme of descruction and decay. Yuck.
For mildly amusing, there was The Incredible Bulk
, basically "The Fly", but with broccoli, Atomic Banana
, again with "The Fly", only with this time with a scientist, a chimp, and a banana, and The Tragical Historie of Guidolon the Giant Space Chicken
, about a 1960s city smashing giant monster being allowed to make his own movie about his life. The best one in the "amusing" camp was Maklar, Anyone?
, about a small Trekkie fan club, with a at least one member who really does belong there.
Under "heavy on the romance, lots of expensive FX, but pay no attention to the science", there is Mizar
, about an estranged couple on a manned Saturn probe that suffers a mishap. And Face Machine
, about a future so polluted that everyone has to wear environmental helmets, but for some reason it's utterly impossible to build a sealed arcology.
For heavily "inspired by Phillip K. Dick", we have Machinations
, about a hot rising politico who turns out to be less than he seems, TV Man
, something about impossible love and too many tv ads, Project K.A.T.
, which felt too much like a pitch for a TV show that would have been a natural fit on the bottom half of UPNs roster, and for best in this category, Haunted Planet
, about a woman who's convienced that the world is a nightmare that her friend cannot awaken from.
For "the world is different, lets explore how, but not really think things thru TOO deeply", we have F*ck You, Pay Me!
, where bad credit rating is a felony. The Un-gone
, that tries to be about a creepy varient of scan/construct/destroy teleportation.
The most happy-making and uplifting was Fantastic Fortune
, about a poor redneck `roid prospector that makes a First Encounter, that gets smoothed over despite some mishaps.
And for the best in show, there was Transgressions
. It was a "world is different, and we DID think things thru", about a very shiny, very clean, very low-crime, VERY torturiously violent future. I was sick to my stomach (and not because of any splatterfest FX), but I gave it my highest rating on the ballot. It did very well both on the audience ballots, and on the jury.
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