I couldn't watch the whole thing. My apologies, it was too painful. Using the wonders of Netflix streaming, I was able to fast-forward through the first three quarters till I found what I was looking for—a short by one of my favorites, Fatih Akin. It's called "Chinatown," and it left me underwhelmed. Shorts are almost impossible to make well (trust me, I've seen some that nearly made me lose my faith in cinema completely), but I do love how Wolphin can curate a scenario of entirely watchable miniature films. Like these:
"Kitchen" by Alice Winocour
"Bobby Bird" by Carson Mell
"The Pity Card" by Bob Odenkirk
"Sour Death Balls" by Jessica Yu
So Mr. Akin, I don't blame you for making something that was just, okay. Shorts are hard, and I'm a pretentious snob.
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