In black-and-white, Maxi Jazz sits on the balcony of an office building looking up at the sky. He walks between the two skyscrapers, wearing a business suit, money hanging out of his pocket. Standing by the wall, he listens to music on his headphones.
He walks in a parking lot, wearing a top hat and passes by multiple garages. At night, he fidgets while he stands on the sidewalk, his hands folded by his stomach. He puts his hands over his face.
Wearing an orange jacket, he holds an umbrella and walks backwards. Children, with orange painted faces and plastic over their matching outfit, He runs down the street and stands in a neighborhood, wearing a robe.
The children twirl while he holds an umbrella underneath them. A male child walks through the field and then lets out a maniacal laugh. Maxi, Sister Bliss and Rollo lie against a wall.
Wearing the top hat, he walks in between the skyscrapers.
Maxi Jazz is living in a constant haze of jittery fingers and a sharp tongue. Without any sleep, he has a low tolerance for people. The ringing of the phone and his co-workers speaking to him give him a dull headache. The pain over his eyebrow lasts from the afternoon and well into the evening. Once he rests his head on the pillow, after yawning all day, he lies awake, looking at his walls.
For the few short minutes his eyes close, children, dressed in plastic coats and painted with orange faces, run through a field. Their faces blank, they follow orders and chide him. However, in the nightmare, he wants to protect them from the monster corrupting their innocence.
The nights without sleep have led him to dread the days, knowing they will be long. Returning home after work, he is limp with exhaustion. His home has become piled with newspapers, stacks of dishes and laundry. There is always something to do and half the time, he forgets mid-way through. He has to sleep. Maybe tonight, he hopes, he will close his eyes and dream.
Director: Lindy Heymann Year: 1995