Project Detail

You Could Sunbathe in this Storm

Synopsis

Space, forms, colours and sounds symbolise a recognisable world.
Do we shape as much as we are shaped?

Details

Year
2014
Type of film
Shorts
Running time
6 mins
Format
Digital
Director
Alice Dunseath
Producer
Alice Dunseath
Editor
Alice Dunseath
Screenwriter
Alice Dunseath
Director of Photography
Alice Dunseath
Production Designer
Alice Dunseath
Sound
Mike Wyeld
Composer
Jake Chudnow, Lucy Railton
Principal cast
Tony Fish
Animator
Luke George, Tom O'Meara

Production Status

Production Company

Royal College of Art, London

Sales Company

Alice Dunseath

E: alicedunseath@gmail.com

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