As George Burns once said "LA is a hideous bitch goddess." There is nothing more assuredly written in the Book of Truth than LA is a strange place that swallows people whole. There is an entire subgenre of films about people disappearing into Los Angeles, both figuratively and literally. Month to Month is the story of a young musician who gets an apartment in LA. He squeaks by busking, waiting for that legendarily elusive big break, but things start happening around the apartment. Dancing fairy women, a mystical fire. Strangeness. That's LA, right?
The film is mostly in black-and-white, save for the moment when magic is afoot! That is a theme we're seeing a lot of; our world is b&w, while the Other World is full Technicolor. I've seen several films that took that trip, but none managed to use it as vividly, or as perfectly to drive actual meaning into both character and plot.
The big star is the music. Writer/Director James Ersted has managed to craft a fine film universe where Paul Bergmann can perform the music. It's not unusual that Ersted should create a fine space for music; he's acted as a sound designer and musician himself. In fact, I think we made a movie together a decade or so ago!
This is a finely crafted short, and one that is next to impossible to over-look.
Klaus at Gunpoint
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