


an unjaundiced eye - Reviewing the best of world animation

























Thanks to Michael Sporn I have been able to examine the list of films nominated for this year’s Academy Award in the Best Animated Short category. On the list is The Cat Piano, directed by Eddie White and Ari Gibson from The People’s Republic of Animation. They animate an atmospheric, narrative poem recounting the story of cats disappearing from a cat city. When the narrator’s girl is abducted he sets out to save her, a journey that takes him to a dark tower to confront the presence who steals cats for his giant cat piano, a device that stabs the trapped felines causing them to shriek in controlled unison. Remarkably I understand the piano (Katzenklavier) was a real invention by a German Jesuit , Athanasius Kircher, in the 17th century. Narrated with a singular sense of mystery by Nick Cave and possessing an essentially jazz soundtrack from Benjamin Speed, the film is heavily stylised with blue, red, purple colour scheme, steamy nightclubs, dark alleyways, characters bathed in shadow, focus thrown on faces with white eyes wide open – often in horror in a mix of comic book, film noir and Gothic. The rhymed couplets are delivered with relish in a theatrical, parodied form that doesn’t take itself too seriously though the classy artwork does. Visit the production website and blog for more information. 


Icarus And The Wise Men takes a well aired tale and squeezes wit and significance out. Icarus dared to challenge the Gods. Well, not exactly Gods here but wise fatheads who lie back amidst the tombstones and regurgitate fatuous sayings that prove man is unable to fly: “What Jupiter may the oxen may not.” They reckoned without Icarus’ determination. Time and again he launches himself from his cliff, plummeting to earth, buried by tombstone after tombstone, only to rise for more. When, lo and behold, he flies, the wise men decree that man cannot, nay, must not, fly. Generations of
children have it drilled into them. Teacher says, "Jump" they chant, "How high?" They don’t all listen though. Guess from the screenshot below the bright spark who dares to challenge truth? Soyuzmultfilm’s Fyodor Khitruk wrote and directed the sparingly drawn piece. “The higher you rise the deeper you fall” says the third wise man. Peter Klassen has provided the sub-titles for a subtle piece of work I much enjoyed. A talented man, Fyodor, and I bet many readers of the blog will not have heard of him. In his nineties now, one of the greats of Soviet animation, Fyodor published The Profession of Animation in 2008 and has several great films to his name including an excellent Winnie the Pooh (1969). I have written about another of his films for later in the week.











I know it's short but I promise you I have taught lessons like this and there's one absolute belly laugh in Alexei Alexeev's forest rehearsal as three of the woodland creatures do a gig. KJFG No5 is not one for the high volume control unless it's to tone it down. (My wife thought I was in distress.) When the hunter ventures onto the scene, of course, the music has to stop, though you can't keep a good wolf down. There are several more shorts featuring the trio and hunter if you follow the YouTube links.
If you do not already know of Johannes Nyholm's extremely funny The Tale of Little Puppetboy you are in for a treat. Preparing for the arrival of a female visitor our boy scurries around his room transforming chaos into, well, greater chaos. Those crisps placed on a dish for nibbles end up on the floor, dish broken, bits everywhere. So the vacuum is wielded like a lethal weapon, which it very nearly is for someone. Those of us who have ever attempted a quick clean-up will know what all the palaver is about. Everything behind draw fronts or cupboard doors is a mess, visible space is all. Sometimes a comedian takes an audience on a journey that is infectious so that laughter builds up through the act. It is exactly like this here plus a sprinkling of nervous energy as we watch the clock tick away the moments until the visitor arrives with a persistent ring of the bell. Featuring a set that looks improvised right down to its chipboard floor, the plasticine and stop motion works and the puppetboy himself, all sweat and terror, is a triumphant creation. Visit Johannes' website to see more of his films. Today's movie is the first chapter in a Puppetboy series. He has made a longer film version garnering many awards of late. I can see why. You will not see a funnier film all year.

Two trailers today, both of which I have seen in their full form on DVD. August is the work of Royal College of Art student Matthius Hoegg. During the hot, long days of August a group of young people set up camp in a rather well regulated campsite. Well it is until they arrive. The film presents two perspectives. One is that of the ants, following their routines, scavenging between the discarded beer cans that stand like ancient monoliths above their land; then a parallel world of humans, sunbathing, frolicking and drinking. Looking down from above, the designated camping areas look like insect cells. Slickly drawn and animated throughout, the foibles of our world are analysed in a manner I found fascinating; as if one is watching one of those quirky, fly-on-the-wall documentaries that through juxtaposition of material manages to say more about a community than any narrated commentary. Amusing and elucidating, this perspective works in a visual way too: giant cigarette butts or hairy legs seen at ankle height. And alongside, a mystery of the ants, building constructions the purpose for which is unknown to man. A classy, unusual piece of work altogether! Check it out at one of the various international festivals or buy the DVD. 
The Skeleton Woman is a movie I have trailed before by that wonderful artist Sarah Van Den Boom. It was premiered at last week’s Leeds Festival and I have now had a chance to see the full movie. As one might imagine it is marvellously drawn thoughout. It tells the story of a young mother whose domestic drudgery and lack of contact with her husband awakens memories and fantasies of a past relationship set against a tragic Inuit legend of a drowned girl. In contrast to Mattias’ film we do have a narrator. The woman’s anguish is laid bare in words with a poetic quality to match the visual depiction. Once again the film is now doing the festival circuit. A haunting treat of a film, the trailer is here.