The Corridor

Without warning or preparation, the viewer is hurled headlong into a world marked by shadows and shivering frames. As a visual bleeds into another, a nightmarish reality of unknown terrors and fear is invoked. A deeper introduction to this disconcerting world makes one realize a sense of entrapment, claustrophobia and what seems to be an endless path of doors and windows that only serve to give rise to a transitory hope of escape, only for it to be dashed again to the ground.

The dark reality perhaps presents a metaphor about the several complexities of the human mind that enable it to be the most powerful form of incarceration that can exist for someone, as is the case for the protagonist. As phantoms of figures move in and out of his memories, or this realm of endless corridors and doors that lead to nowhere, the metaphor attains a life of its own, allowing itself an extra layer of depth and texture in a world that has battled the many emotional and mental demons that followed in the wake of the pandemic.

The final result, made possible by the dedication of a lean cast and crew, invokes all of these possibilities and more. This, in turn, leaves one with the suggestion that the short film could simply be a premise for a longer, more detailed project that could build on it with the inherent potential of being much, much bigger than what it already is.