A 25-minute film wherein an old telephone pole in Iceland is chopped short and a treehouse is built on top of it, finished and maintained by three young siblings. Fixed POV throughout.
I shot this frame just for the colours:
This is a wonderful little film. Shot over eighteen months, with the director’s own kids (and, I suspect, on or adjacent to their own home), it’s kind of everything. It’s the seasons. It’s kids being weird and shitty. It’s kids working together, often badly. There’s even some dramatic tension in the last half, that actually hooked me – really cleverly done and really effective. And it’s utterly beautiful. I’m so glad I found this film today. I watched it on MUBI.