Welcome the sixtieth showcase in our Mobile Movies Column, curated and edited by Vanessa Vox and Giulia Baita. Every two weeks Vox and Baita will curate the movie uploads to our Flickr group MobileMoviesTheAppWhisperer. They will view all the videos uploaded and comment on the ones selected.
Within this selection today, both Vox and Giulia have curated the movies and Vox has written the commentary for this week, this will alternate (foreword by Joanne Carter).
All of the entries were either shot or created on mobile devices. Many congratulations to: Diana Nicholette Jeon, Nanou Ghanem, Judith Reismann, Armineh Hovanesian and Alan Julliard.
‘One Year – a process of becoming’ by Diana Nicholette Jeon
Great insight into the workflow of Dianas creative process. It is a pleasure to follow each change. And every step opens new fancy variations. The music suggests that it was fun to play with this perpetual change.
All of me’ by nanou ghanem
A video which transports the lifestyle of the Sixties. It reminds of one of Gerhard Richter black and white paintings („Motor Boat“, 1965). For me it is a very charming „on the road movie“ with a very charming young lady and a very charming music track.
‘A Trip to….’ by Judith Reismann
Again a “road movie“. But the woman here is sitting in a train. In a passive situation. Her eyes and we as the on-viewers are overwhelmed by short impressions dipped in a red evening light. The music and the fragmented images suggest the stressful life of modern times. Now and then we see some faces appearing. Short flashs from the inside?
‘In my own element…’ by Armineh Hovanesian
Raindrops are falling in a gutter. We look at this scenery in a mystical dark mood which is intensified by the music. We hear ethnological chants. Looking at this little and unpretentious movie I recognize the importance of that blessing which comes from the sky.
Watching, waiting’ by Alan Julliard
Sitting and waiting on a park bench. Eyes which stare into the distance. A silhouette of an upright man at the shore of a big water. No sound. Only the stillness of nothing.