I want you to go into this one with the same sense I did: completely blind. That being said, here’s a three-minute short called Closet Space, by David F. Sandberg and Lotta Losten:
There are some excellent inside jokes for anyone that has seen the short Lights Out. From the dolls to the open/close technique, this one felt like a friend winking at you. I had a brief moment of shouting, “It’s Lotta Losten!” at my computer, which is always fun (sidenote: I love her outfit in this). From everything I’ve seen her in, I like Losten. She has a way about her that doesn’t make it look like she’s acting, and she conveys surprise very well (a rarity in the age of Botox/porn face actresses).
Let’s get down to technique. I thought that this short was the right length of time; it didn’t give us a chance to get bored, which meant that it had a sense of overstaying its welcome. Quite a few films lack that self-awareness under the guise of building tension, so it was refreshing. The unexpected payoff in the end also left enough hanging so that I was still pondering it after watching. I like it sometimes when the explanation isn’t there — in a sense, this leaves you open to the possibility that it could be caused by a vast multitude of different things, which made the whole thing all the more unsettling.
From me to you on a rainy day, happy Saturday.