After Hours River
In Production: After Hours River
An old crumbling house stands abandoned below the forest. Small windows and a large backyard. Inside, two large rooms with a staircase leading to the upper floor and another door, which leads somewhere else.
Visitors from the unknown, one by one, enter this square room with a round table in its center.
Who are they?
How are they connected?
What is the nature of their connection?
Why do they play?
What is their game?
Who will win?
What will happen once the game ends?
1st char. Eliot T. Morgan – Man from the community. Fat. Cheerful. Comes from a large family.
2nd char. Latischa Gomez – Lost Girl. Stray. A sorrow child. User of different kinds of opiates.
3rd char. Alexander Daecher – Former military personnel. Calm. Strong.
4th char. Hoda Norberg – Sweet girl from the neighborhood.
5th char. Gustavo Benevento – Priest who stands for God and faith.
6th char. Ivona Antunovic – Careerist.
7th char. Benedykt Kozlowski – Confused artist. Writer and painter.
8th char. Edith Dubeau – Mystic woman with strange ideals.
They know very little of each other, but they are certain of one thing – they have to win. The one who loses disappears from the table and is forgotten. Only one can take hold of the victory.
The Topic: Eight people, eight archetypes of modern society. You can notice them on any street, in any town or country.
The Idea: Describing an unusual setting in a surreal environment by means of combining linear and nonlinear forms. Unique work of video art exploring the depths of experimental cinema. What are the greatest passions and the gravest misconceptions?
The tempestuous wind is sweeping, everywhere breeding melancholy, resembling an engine running a carousel of lost souls. The Day comes to say farewell.
A group of people is in an empty house.
Raindrops start pounding the roof above their heads, beating against the windowsills.
Eight players gather around the table swarmed with cards. They know the rules of the game. What they don’t know is each other.
Texas Hold ’em is the game.
The game starts.
It’s been coming slowly to a full boil in their minds.
The house is melting.
One by one, they disappear.
Is there any compassion within the walls?