Jersey Fresh is an experimental short film about a man’s last day of summer going unnoticed.
Special Thanks: Dave Rife
Official site
TRT: 2min 56sec
Additional notes: Made for The Film Shop’s Salute Your Shorts! A Night of Film and Music
broken necks and TV sets
Chris King – Director, Animator, Music
TRT: 2:50
When a Western woman takes a camera to the streets of Kabul, Afghanistan, she finds herself in a unique passenger seat, separated from the world around her by a sheet of bulletproof glass.
Kate Cook, Writer/Director/Editor
Melissa Beuoy as herself
TRT: 00:02:24
A short film about the harrows of taking that initial leap.
Chris King – writer, director, animator
TRT: 2:15
A guy with a giant orange head walks into his doctor’s office. What will happen?
Principal Actors:
TRT: 3:06
Tightly edited without characters or dialogue, this short film juxtaposes the unbearable chaos of Manhattan with the beloved calm of Brooklyn.
Chris King–Director, Composer, Photography
NYC
TRT: 2:08
Awards and Accolades: Official Selection Rooftop Films Summer Series
“Ken Love” follows one lonely doll as he travels around New York City trying to forget his new found love. As luck would have it, his dark secret is revealed after one passionate night.
PRINCIPAL CREW
Catherine Chao – Director/Producer/Editor/Co-Photographer
Lam Thuy Vo – Co-Photographer
Zack Wilson – Set Designer
2 minutes, 11 seconds.
General Ripper of the U.S. Terror Force irrationally releases a deadly rabbit/nuclear bomb hybrid to stay a step ahead of the terrorists.
Here Group Captain Pancake discovers Ripper’s insanity, and attempts to stop him before it’s too late.
Produced by Aligned Creative
Director: Ben Donnellon
Cinematographer: Ben Donnellon
General Ripper: Joe Kavitski
Group Captain Pancake: Ben Donnellon
TRT: 3:54
An experimental film on Bike Kill, an annual event where steampunks and bicycle gangs create mutant bikes to ride and smash.
Short
Experimental
2 min.
Directed & Edited by Zack Wilson
Travel dead roads
Clear our minds of civilization
The future is silent
And the night needs heroes
In desolation destiny is manifest
And it speaks in smoke
The past doesn’t disappear
The shavings are real
A tracing of time cannot brush this off
The memories aren’t what they used to be
The nightmares of what I’ve kept bottled inside are returning
And sleep, if it comes at all, is something I’ve begun to dread
I used to hide there, in my dreams, from hysteria, casting out the doubts, a little princess with a magic wand that could change reality into something I could tolerate
But now the echoes of forsaken loss chill me to the core
I know not where the waking is beyond this fragile dance
We will never be that innocent again
I can see right through you now that the Truth has come to Light
While the feelings finally fade
And fade away it does
Everything becomes erased
It fades from history
It fades from memory
And it fades
So slowly…
TRT: 2 min 59 sec
