How to Build a Time Machine

Director Jay Cheel must have a gift for finding beauty in the unexpected. Reading the synopsis, I did not think that by the end of the film I would have found something touching in a man obsessiving over replicating a film prop. A prop from a movie that affected both subjects of the film. Mr. Cheel found a way to connect and have me emotionally invested in both men.

The music is perfectly suited for every scene. The cinematography is absolutely beautiful. The way light is captured at a scene during the golden hours and reflected off bronze aluminum really stuck with me and proves the director knows exactly what he wants flowing into his camera to be captured forever.

Seeing both subjects together at a party at the end of the film and the sparkle of the tears in the eyes of Ronald Mallet lulled our some tears in my own eyes.

This is a surprisingly affective film of a very niche hobby and the plight of a man longing for his lost father. Bravo Mr. Cheel, you should be proud. I look forward to your next film.