The Warden

It's been two years since I was blessed enough to be granted witness to this masterpiece of cinematic achievement. A truly mesmerizing and haunting vision of missed opportunities, shared experiences and time lost. Excuse me while I wipe the mist from my eyes. When I saw this movie, and when I think of it now, I am filled with excitement at the prospect of the bright future careers of the maniacally brilliant film-makers who brought The Warden to life. Ryan Finn directs in what feels like a symbiotic manner with his actors. Everything feels so fluid, it's as if he's working through them without them even knowing it. Has there ever truly been a director whom we could say this about? I don't think so. Then there's the screenplay penned by young up and coming scribe Barry Mottier. A screenplay that deserves its own special place in cinematic lore for it's enchanting and consuming mysterious plot that grabs hold of you from frame one and doesn't let go until years after the final frame has graced your viewing device.

I couldn't recommend this film higher. It is the Citizen Kane of shorts.

I would pay $16,000 for a copy of my own.