One Thing About Men

Posted by    |    May 29th, 2013 at 12:51 pm

What is that one thing about men that women simply do not understand?  The short film  by Jason Headley entitled Its Not about the Nail, captures the moment with this line in the short video:  ”Don’t try to fix it. I just need you to listen.”

YouPlus Dallas conducted its own survey of men and women of Dallas and asked the same question.  What is the one thing about men that women simply do not understand?  Take a look.

Brain Hacking

Posted by    |    April 24th, 2013 at 12:35 pm

A very well done video named “Sight”, where relationships in the future are altered (augmented?) by technology which greatly affects the dynamics between men and women.

From Vimio, “The movie incorporates gamification. Look how the guy is scored on how he cuts a cucumber.  The “act interested” is a suggestion in his interface because he already mastered the game and unlocked everything while she is still just level 5.

I also think that he’s somewhat a more important person than just ‘working in the company’ it looks like he’s the owner or something of the league, he has root access to code and sourcecode of the implants. He has major obsession with perfection which is the main theme. “for a perfect night” was the toast. He rewrote the girl to get the third bowtie, so that he can get the wingman achievement, nothing more, he’s not really interested in the girl.”

 

Lose Control

Posted by    |    April 22nd, 2013 at 3:02 pm

 

Intense, depicting pain of love and relationships with great acting by older actors on a universal topic.  Haunting.

The Man At the Counter

Posted by    |    March 7th, 2013 at 2:02 pm

There are many ways in which you can narrate a story. Here director Brian McAllister made the unique decision to use rhyming poetry to narrate his story about a young boys summer job and his encounter with a kindly old man.

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Regarde-moi (Look at me)

Posted by    |    January 29th, 2013 at 4:48 pm

During the opening scenes of this short film we watch as a girl tries desperately to hitch a ride from wherever she is. Failing to do so she returns home to her brother and we find out why she was trying to run away. Through their interaction and  dialogue  we see that the two have settled into a dynamic that is at times tense yet ultimately loving as we discover they are two kids who have been left to take care themselves with the sister trying to play mom and look out for her brother.

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Modern Romance

Posted by    |    January 2nd, 2013 at 2:24 pm

There’s no doubt that the emergence of technology has changed the way in which we interact with each other, especially in the realm of dating and relationships. With the internet we have the the ability establish and maintain romantic connections with people on the other side of the world. The downside to this great opportunity is the fact that even though you can chat and share pictures you are never really sure how being with that individual in person will be so you create fantasies to fill in the gaps.

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Apricot-A Short Film about First Loves

Posted by    |    December 22nd, 2012 at 12:22 pm

If you haven’t watched the short film Apricot by filmmaker Ben Briand, you should take a mental break from the mundane and step into this dreamlike ten minute masterpiece.  Created by Moonwalk Films (the same powerhouse that created Signs,) this film is in itself an invitation to take a “mental break” from the present and explore the importance of our memories.  How sharp and clear is the memory of your first love?  The main male character in the film repeatedly says, “I can’t remember”.  In many ways, I identify with this man.

The visual aspect and propensity for details are not my memory’s strong suit.  I can recall the name and vague appearance of my first love, and when I pass someone wearing the cologne he wore, I remember the way I felt the first time we kissed.  What conversations did we have? What likes and dislikes? What ended it all?  I can’t really remember.  It’s all one fuzzy, dreamy blur from youth that makes me smile at the ridiculousness of it and feel a twinge of saddness that it came to an end. Read the rest of this entry »