Happy Hanukkah, friends! I wanted to make sure that Hanukkah got included in our celebrations for the month of December, and found this little short. Produced just over a year ago, it hails to us from SUNY Oswego (which is a few hours away from me and famously gets hammered with snow every winter). While not the strongest ox out there, I found some fun in it. Here’s The Eight Night, brought to us by Argonauts Pictures as part of the Panic Film Festival:
The acting is not winning any awards here by a longshot, but I couldn’t stop watching for a few reasons:
1. The quality of short films dealing with Hanukkah out there are not as, shall we say, robust as other subjects, such as being mutilated by dolls or watching a trash bag float in the wind. And I flatly refused to keep watching The Hanukkah Mensch’s 8 Nights of Hanukkah because I just cannot with musicals.
2. I really wanted the future mother-in-law to get eaten by something (and not in the fun, O-face way).
3. If this had gone on any longer, the acting would have turned into a drinking game. It wasn’t as bad as the time I went to an awful play where someone pronounced Waiting for Godot as “waiting for go dough,” but damned if we weren’t catching the WiFi signals.
So, things to take away from this: don’t be a dick toward someone that’s making an effort, be nicer to your future daughter-in-law, and a menorah has the power to dispel aliens. And with that, kids, have a happy Saturday.