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MUSIC: Elliot Cole & Roomful of Teeth
DIRECTOR: Fernando Ramallo
It begins with the flash of conception. A wash of wordless human voices envelop you — elemental, watery, warm. Gradually the voices take on form, line and direction, becoming more and more definite. They intensify and contract, and all of a sudden burst with the screaming harmonies of birth — the glare of the first light, the first air in the lungs, a welcome to our world.
MUSIC: Amon Tobin & Paul Lansky
DIRECTOR: Eran Hilleli
This movement uses sound in imaginative, unpredictable ways to capture the mercurial faces of childhood. Instead of conventional ‘grown up instruments’, we substitute pots and pans for drums and a rubber-band guitar for the real thing. Childhood makes impractical demands. But the sense of play and possibility is inspiring, so we’re happy that we can, just for a few minutes, see through the eyes of a child again.
MUSIC: Little Dragon
DIRECTOR: Mac Cauley
The unpredictability of childhood takes a darker turn in adolescence. On one hand it is more rational than childhood, with clearer edges and methods, but hormones magnify its emotions to melodramatic proportions. Moods change swiftly and patterns break as fast as they’re established. Adolescence adopts some ’grown up’ musical and visual conventions but distorts and intensifies them. Peppered with crises and epiphanies, it is impatient, defiant, reckless and fun.
MUSIC: Dawn of Midi
DIRECTOR: Arjan van Meerten
Maturity smooths the raw energy of youth into a rhythm — the rhythm of routine that carves out the grooves of our life. This movement favors gradual development over sudden epiphany. It makes no manifestos. The boundaries are clear, but the rhythm is satisfying, and the efficiency of repetition is seductive enough to propel us for decades.
#5. OLD AGE
MUSIC: Arcade Fire
DIRECTOR: Vincent Morisset
As the rhythms of life slow down, the definite lines and edges blur. Time that was organized in blocks and loops becomes an undifferentiated wash. As the body fails, clarity of sensation turns to atmospheric impressionism — shapes go fuzzy, sounds bleed together, a fog comes up. But under the fog passions burn strong. The pure feeling of a lifetime of experience and memory wells up, unencumbered by social expectations or conventions.
MUSIC: Jonny Greenwood
DIRECTOR: Mike Tucker
An otherworldly piano and violin sing a serenade for ghosts. Down below, a harmonium hums the drone of Absolute Reality.