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Bed Heads was an opportunity to spend some serious time with the quiet power of intimacy. There aren’t any guns, empires, fortune or fame, no infinity wars or apocalypses. In fact, there isn’t a single scene change. One room, two people, that’s it… but, that’s not all. What I wanted was a simultaneous study and celebration of that basic human tendency to seek each other out. To connect and confide. A series of portraits capturing how the self invests so dearly in the other, however fraught or joyous. A case against this fad of existential apathy we’re currently battling. So it’s two people having a conversation, in which something, some part of them, is laid bare. And we recognize it. We have one too. The film’s scale is familiar, its central conflicts uncomfortably so, and while the world out there is a roaring mess, we made space to turn inward and practice that recognition of ourselves in others, to further understand that fascination, and to see it as something worth cultivating.
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