The Evening Redness in the South
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Written by: Colin Hickey | Directed by: Colin Hickey | Genre: Drama |
| The question? Where to start with this film? Even figuring out how to end this review is tough, and it’s not for lack of trying. The Evening Redness in the South is its own beast. The only movie it’s competing with is itself. The movie opens with a man smoking in a wheelbarrow, working, and walking home lost within a sunset. It’s all very visual, and it has to be because this film from Colin Hickey has no dialog. It’s all visual… but even that’s not quite right because the audio plays just as much a role as the video does. Maybe even more. If you’re looking for a different experience than most movies offer, then you’ve come to the right place.
Colin Hickey’s film is like watching someone’s dream. It doesn’t always make total sense and doesn’t follow the natural rules of movie making, and yet it’s hard not to get caught up in it. There are loads of sunset images (makes sense considering the title of the movie) and, generally speaking, just lots of “things” to look at through the film. The Evening Redness in the South focuses on visuals that are interesting more than always showing images that work within the context. No, that’s not quite right either because the images do work within the context of the film… it’s the context itself that is a little more random. Do you see what I mean? This is a hard movie to write about. What I do know for sure are two things. First, this movie absolutely works, and second? I’m going to be dreaming of a cement mixer for weeks to come. And that’s just it isn’t it? Although I can remember parts of this film, I can’t really remember details. Only imagery. I know it shows the lives of a few men and women, but the exact nature of the story is elusive. It’s like it’s just on the tip of my tongue, like I’m right on the verge of complete understanding. And yet… I’m not so sure because I only remember bits and pieces. But I do remember the way I felt. Does that make any sense? This is a film that uses sound to tell the story and visuals to hook us visually. Even if you can’t quite rattle off what you’ve seen, you understand that it worked. It held you for a little over an hour. There are moments you feel some major plot point is coming. Times you decide that this really is a drama, or a romance, or a point of view… and then you lose it. You’re back in the limbo of Colin Hickey’s unconscious mind put to screen. Someone famous once said, “I don’t know what it is… but I know what I like.” That about sums up The Evening Redness in the South; I don’t quite know what to call it, but it ate away a good hour of my time. Not for everyone but for me? Four out of five stars – thanks for reading. Find this title online |
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