Through a blurry powder blue and magenta door, two women walk. Violet smoke fills the room. The women look up at the space ship, which is blinking a faint red.
A space person springs forward and falls in the teal light. As the person walks on the ceiling and then spins to the bottom of the floor, the light changes from violet to teal.
Near the ceiling, chartreuse spotlights crisscross and then flashes from a cherry red to teal. The space person balances their body while in the air, pausing from the movement. The person gets sucked up in to the ceiling and then floats forward, spinning to the top.
Another space person joins in, synchronizing their movements together. They spin, their legs spread out. Underneath the royal blue light, they tiptoe around one another. For about twenty seconds or so, only one person is seen spinning. One of the space people gets sucked back into the capsule again.
The narrow capsule restricts movement, confining it to spinning for only one person. When another person is added, they are usually out of frame and their leg or part of their arm is seen. One person ends up above the other, out of view and becoming irrelevant.
Towards the end, only one person is seen. There aren’t any distinguishing marks between the two to discern who is who. The two women entering only watch. But they are only seen in the beginning. A woman is seen again, her face pressed against the window without the first woman, who has disappeared.
Director: Malia James Year: 2017