Didn't notice any mention of this little film that came out a handful of months ago which I just viewed this evening. It's a story about the developing friendship of a pair of prospective high school freshmen that takes place in Brooklyn. They constitute the title characters.
I was taken in by the utter naturalness of the young performers, one whose character is a budding artist while the other an actor. They're hoping to be accepted at a school of performing arts in Manhattan. All this while a serious conflict brews between their parents over a business matter.
Its underscoring is somewhat sparse save for film-with-music-only takes usually involving the youngsters on skates/scooter and similar scenes of palling around. I found the music effective and in a Philip Glass-style for modern day savoir faire. However, there were possibilities for something on the order of a more traditional approach. I do appreciate that they didn't do the modern pop routine. And the film did not suffer for what was there.
The composing is credited to Dickon Hinchcliffe if that means anything to anybody here.
Well I watched it a second time and sure enough there was music solely for scenes involving the kids. It was basically a simple electronic atonal passage. Seemed to underscore communication of the non-verbal kind, that of burgeoning friendship and artistic inspiration. With perhaps a touch of loneliness.
I saw it on closing night of the Louisiana International Film Festival last year. It was terrific, and the performances by Theo Taplitz and Michael Barbieri (who played the "little men" in the film) were very impressive.
I saw it on closing night of the Louisiana International Film Festival last year. It was terrific, and the performances by Theo Taplitz and Michael Barbieri (who played the "little men" in the film) were very impressive.
At the risk of sounding like Agarn, thanks, Sarge! As a m'board contributor it's nice to have an aural accompaniment to the verbal. As a film music fan it's just plain nice to listen to. Michael Barbieri staring at the camera in the picture reminds me so much of my nephew as a teenager it kills me.
