Between memory and experience, between the real and the imagined, between life and death lies “White Wind”. The film explores the fluidity of time and space, and the thinness of the veil between worlds. A meditation on the space between; an examination of the evidence that we were ever here.
Struggling to find what’s truly happening after encounters with two strange men, Sam uses his camera to explore, document, and discover the mysteries within the marsh. A massive network of wind turbines stand as silent sentinels surrounding the marsh. Are they detached observers? Or actively involved in the puzzling events? Each time Sam unravels another mystery, the world around him becomes more and more distorted. Has he become a passive object in his own life or does he still play an active role in his fate?
White Wind. A man. A marsh. A mystery.
THE FILMMAKERS
Dan: INTJ. Art. Music. Film. Scorpio Sun, Leo Moon, Scorpio rising. Brooke: Storyteller as long as she can remember. Some stories are true, most aren’t.
INTERVIEW WITH THE FILMMAKERS
The film requires that we stop and watch it in a way that makes us become a part of it - we cannot ignore what we are watching, because doing so means we are not acknowledging our own process.
Scenes change while staying the same - a metaphor for the repetition of life. The feeling of going in a circle is made magnified by the absence of dialogue and unconventional narrative. Like the character, if we spend enough time alone, we are going to uncover things, anomalies, people, random revelations, that make us uncomfortable.
Watching the film is challenging - because it demands that we find a new way of looking, in the same way one must when viewing an experimental film. One might think it won't meet their expectations, but then something else unexpected happens - our mind traverses a new pathway. We slow down, our breathing changes and we relax into consecutive moments of identifying with the character.
I am reminded of Japanese art, lots of negative space - so much space that one must feel they can join the painting.
In a world where film talks at us, often loudly and offensively, this movie whispers to us. It's quiet enough for us to hear the voices - in our head."