Your voicemails are dying. This film is their ghost.
A group of authentic voicemail messages to Alex over the past 5 years from various friends and family members. It is a poetic lattice weaved with mesmeric audiovisuals, presenting the isolating effects of an ever growing digital world.
Sound
Voicemails as found poetry—crackling, breathing, dying.
Editing
Mesmeric lattice structure that mirrors digital memory decay.
Direction
Personal archaeology turning mundane audio into elegy.
Director
Alex J. Yates
Trivia, insights & behind the scenes
GB
