Did you contribute to this film?
Claim a Credit
A short anecdote touching on the cryptic burden of identity that one bears while learning to navigate reality, crushing and relieving at once. In all honesty, the film’s thrust –the frustration and sense of loss felt by a violinist when his beloved instrument is displaced by a contrabass– draws on a metaphor that I employed while trying to explain to my partner the transformation of motherhood, under the weight of which I felt crushed, struggling to come to grips with the monumental changes in my emotions, my body, my psyche. As I fleshed out the initial idea, I began weaving together the various aspects of my identity. As former opera singer I drew inspiration from music, as a woman who felt deeply alienated I employed a male character and as a freudian I played around with an instrument whose size changes and matters. Ultimately, the contrabass in the film works as a transitional, poetic object of transcendence and our character, like every human being, finds consolation in the
Genres | -- |
---|---|
Techniques | -- |
Duration | 15 Minutes |
Completion Date | -- |
Age Rating | -- |
Country | |
Language | -- |
Topics | -- |
Contact |
Sort by: