My Wrongs 8245-8249 and 117

the other comment was done by a complete fool. this short film by Chris Morris, originally from a sketch in his radio series Blue Jam is piece of highly interesting work to those who "get it". Many won't, which is frankly their problem, or more accurately their lack of imagination or intelligence. The film is not really about anything, it is more of modern surrealist painting in movie format. It's an enquiry into the nature of insanity and all relating things. In a way, it shouldn't be treated like you would treat other films, at least from a critical standpoint. You just have to ask yourself how it affected to you. What thoughts it conjured up. You can't compare it to anything or use conventional techniques for review such as the plot, dialogue etc. It simply has nothing in common with those things. If you're willing to open your mind and you have a vivid imagination then this short film will almost certainly be for you. If you think everything has a message, purpose, rightful meaning then you may as well just go to bed and not bother waking up.

From Chris Morris, who would later go on to direct the acclaimed comedy on terror 'Four Lions', this short film is...something else. It definitely isn't perfect, but it is so weird and depressing and scary and hilarious that I cannot help but totally embrace everything about it w/great enthusiasm. When I really think about it, this is among the most sad and deranged short films I have seen in quite some time, but it is also one of the funniest, and this mixture of humor, horror, and tragedy is really what makes this a mad masterpiece of surreal pitch-black comedy. It is bleak and sick and so so so so so so dark and I love it!

Being something of an aspiring filmmaker myself, I thought I was in for a treat when I took home "My Wrongs..." (according to the deliberately vague DVD cover, I had purchased "a short film including scenes"). I should have known better really, and avoided this insipid (and often offensive) piece of twoddle.

The scene in the church is repulsive to watch (especially for those familiar with Morris's warped attitude towards paedophilia from his notorious TV series, Brass Eye) and serves no purpose other than to shock. How this film is labelled a comedy I will never understand.

The runner's commentary sounds like a novel idea in principle (having worked as a runner myself, it's often an interesting and uninhibited perspective on the filmmaking industry), however this is sadly not the case here. Instead, we are treated to some public schoolboy ranting about dogs on film, before concluding that there are no really great movies starring dogs. This is all very interesting, but not worth a single frame of celluloid.

To say that this film goes nowhere would be an understatement. It relies far too heavily upon its heightened style, at the expense of plot, character and dialogue, leaving the viewer strangely perturbed and unfulfilled. Its over-simplified message - that man should take responsibility for his actions - is both glaringly obvious and poorly illustrated.

The film does have its moments of pseudo-Kafkaesque surrealism, but ultimately, it fails to convince, to entertain, to enlighten and just ends up being irritating. If you want to see a really great piece of short filmmaking, I strongly recommend "Franz Kafka's It's A Wonderful Life", by Peter Capaldi.

If Jam suddenly squatted down and did a massive turd My Wrongs would be the result.

Awful awful piece of film. It just had NO reason to exist. No story, no characterisation and most importantly no jokes. Paddy Considine is normally a great actor but he just wasn't on form here. Morrises voice talents were wasted. The only ray of hope was a brief (and wasted) vocal cameo from Phil Cornwell.

This was billed as comedy but it was just completely devoid of ANY humour. Go on My Wrong fans, tell me your favourite moment?

This from the man who brought us Brass Eye.

This is an ingeniously quirky short film. It may be slightly too strange for some viewers - the story and technique (in particular the sound) are barmy - but it cleverly succeeds in arresting the viewer's attention in its short space of time. The film creates a bizarre metaverse experienced from the point of view of Paddy Considine's lead character in which animals talk and think in more logical terms than their human counterparts. Obviously, we believe Paddy is slightly mad, leading to various scenes in which he comically finds it increasingly difficult to relate to the social etiquette he is expected to conform to.

Morris's directorial style makes it hard at times to laugh out loud - he refuses to allow his audience to dwell on "the funny bits" - but think about what you've seen and you'll probably wet yourself. This makes repeat viewings very rewarding, especially with such a sly, wink-wink denouement.