Why Watch? We start high, impossibly high, staring down into a stairwell as a living trench coat opens the door and kicks on the lights. What follows is a test of will, stretching out the time it takes to boil pasta to its breaking point with a noirish angle that Hitchcock might bust a gut at.
David Higgs‘ short film The Last Ten is clever in its execution — from toying with lighting for intensity to forcing the imagination to do heavy lifting with off-screen events. It’s also excruciating in the way it refuses to give you what you want. It offers no quarter on a traditional front, on a framing front, or on an editing front, but it ends up like cringing excellence. Like being given an amazing dessert and being allowed only a toothpick to eat it with.
Fortunately, while waiting for the sweet stuff, it offers some truly impressive sepia tones laced with some kind of spine-affecting drug. Plus, not only is the sound design the platform that keeps the plates spinning, Higgs found a way to mirror the noises he used (sex audio and strangulation audio are eerily, comically similar).
The Last Ten is unconventional, frustratingly delightful, and it pops.
What Will It Cost? About 13 minutes.
Hat tip to Short of the Week