Edit: I finally released my baby into the world. I figured, now that I'm reaching the tail end of the third film in the trilogy, it's time to release the first, A Florida Melancholy. I don't charge money for/sell my films, and I self-distribute them, so it can be viewed on both my Vimeo and my Youtube channel for free.
I don't have too much to say about the piece, other than what reads in the video description; I'd rather…
It will mystify me, ‘till the very end, how certain pieces of art can reach people at such specifically significant times, as if spun down from the sky manually, and at a predetermined moment, by the threads of fate. How much hyperbole can one man use? Except, sadly — deeply, deeply unfortunately — these words may be the least hyperbolic I ever type. I mean every word of this diary entry with the utmost earnestness.
It took each last ounce…
I had been waiting to see this for half a decade,
straight up, and it definitely did not disappoint.
Clinical experimentation, which is what I should have expected from Trank — a filmmaker clearly not being given enough credit — at this point, but it caught me off guard nonetheless. The comparisons to Gotti (of which this is essentially an opposite), et cetera, simply had me prepared for an entirely different, and altogether much more by-the-books experience. I was not expecting a bizarro, fractured, absurd, genuinely terrifying, purposefully off-putting and deeply, deeply sad study of a haunted psyche.
Capone…
