Atrophy

A short film deserving be loved.

Not exactly for story itself, because it is real simple one, reminding a patchwork.

But for the shaped pieces, from the song of woman, to the decision of Silas after dramatic event , for the eccentric stories of drivers and for memorie about walk on beach or for isolated phone cabins and their ringing telephones.

Not last, for Kurt McCool acting. And, no doubts, for the last scene.

A very intime story about an incident, a travel as presumed result of ipunches behind bench in park, the final destination, the help of drivers.

A short film like an old song. A fist of emotions, questions and no name feelings.