A dance film, featuring Ann Law and Dennis Palmer. And Fred and Ginger.
I actually recorded this on my iPhone and then used it in the film.
For HammerToNail: “The Glass Slipper doesn’t drift off non-committally in the de rigueur style. It has a perfect ending, not only tidy but inevitable. And that may be the film’s most remarkable and marketable aspect: its purposefulness, its thrust, its ability to carry us to a destination. The final scene is executed in a nihilistic deadpan, and we’re left to muse that life can be profoundly tentative, even hopeless. And gosh that sure is funny.”
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