The needle on the clock nears the end of the minute. In the dim lighting of Ruth B’s music room filled with lamps, she plays her song on the piano. Every so often, she will gaze into the camera, the disillusion and hardening unescapable in her eyes.
Hanging by string in the kitchen are the lyrics to her song, handwritten in cursive, the paper curls at the bottom. While in her family, books hang from the ceiling. The dining room’s wooden chairs and table dangle from above. By her porch, umbrellas hung with a wire, obstruct the door.
In a background, made of navy blue velvet, Ruth B stands, wearing a white dress with cutouts on the arms.
She walks around the apartment, noticing the paper first. She heads further into her department and discovers more umbrellas.
Fairy dust lands on the piano as she plays. She observes her apartment, wondering if magic caused it all.
Still playing, she looks and sees two young women (Wendy and Jane), wearing white nightgowns, suspended in mid-air while hanging upside down, crossing their legs back and forth.
Against the navy blue velvet background, she puts her head down. She thinks she won’t ever find her purpose in life.
A minute after 6 o’clock, everything hanging in her apartment drops to the floor.
Still against the navy blue background, she catches fairy dust in her hand and finds herself believing in hope again.
While playing the piano, Tinker Bell glows in one of the umbrellas as she tries to stay positive.
J.M. Barrie’s “Peter Pan” is the inspiration. She can relate to not feeling grown up, even though she is at the age where her friends are having kids and getting their first real jobs. None of that has happened for her. She wonders if it ever will.
The songs’ lyrics do a majority of the work, providing some context. The only references for the story are the appearances of Wendy and Jane, with a cameo by Tinker Bell. Considering a spell doesn’t exist in the original story, it becomes a tacked on supernatural element. As a metaphor by itself, it would be ok. However, to put in within a story equates it to fan fiction.
Ruth B’s hopeless demeanor, other than one mere bright spot, doesn’t really help, either. She seems grown up but it is circumstances out of her control that are delaying it. It’s not by choice, which misses the point of the entire story. If she didn’t have a desire, then the metaphor would be apt.
Director: Emil Nava Year: 2016