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After hundreds of sleepless nights, I decided to film the full moon with my Super 8 camera and a roll of black-and-white film, believing it was the source and cause of my insomnia. The film was then imperfectly developed by hand, which created a tension between the two surfaces at play: the film and the moon. The title of this film was given to that roll by my dear friend Alexander Gabriel three years after I had filmed and discarded it. Only then, after an artist I respected had appreciated and named the work, did I decide to consider it a film.
Director
Status
Released
Original Language
EN
Budget
$50

Donald has to get up early, but everything seems to be working to keep him awake. His loudly ticking alarm clock resists several attempts to quiet it. Donald ultimately swallows it; the glow-in-the-dark dial can be seen through his feathers. Then his folding bed folds up on him. Springs start popping out of it; Donald builds an elaborate framework to hold it down. Finally, enough of the clock reassembles itself to sound the alarm and night is over.

Low-budget independent filmmaker Nick Reve tries to keep everything together as his production is plagued with an insecure actress, a megalomaniac star, a pretentious beret-wearing director of photography, and lousy catering.