The Piper (2005)

Director:

Abbe Robinson

Writers:

Kym Martindale (short story)
Abbe Robinson (screenplay)

Genre:

Short | Fantasy | Romance

Plot:

Tired of infestation of cockroaches in her house but unwilling to kill them, Amy drunkenly wishes for the Pied Piper to come and whisk them away. |

Plot Keywords:

Cockroach | Lesbian | Pied Piper

Cast

Ruth Baldwin	...	Amy
Rebecca Kenyon	...	The Piper
Elliot Hill	...	Alex
Gemma Booth	...	Neighbour
Jovairia Fell	...	Kylie

Directed by
Abbe Robinson

Writing credits
Kym Martindale		(short story)
Abbe Robinson		(screenplay)

Produced by
Maria Pablou	....	producer
Abbe Robinson	....	producer

Original Music by
Heather Fenoughty

Cinematography by
Candida Richardson

Film Editing by
Anton Short

Production Design by
Sara Ackroyd

Costume Design by
Kate Vale

Makeup Department
Caroline Silk	....	makeup artist

Second Unit Director or Assistant Director
Heather Crompton	....	second assistant director
Marko Fuchs	....	first assistant director

Art Department
Rachel Manley	....	art department assistant

Sound Department
Chris Bouchard	....	sound designer
Fraser McFadyen	....	sound recordist

Camera and Electrical Department
David Beaumont	....	gaffer
Andrew Parziale	....	camera operator
Ashley Waithe	....	still photographer

Music Department
Julia Breakspeare	....	composer: pipe music

Other crew
Isma Almas	....	caterer
Anne-Marie Benson	....	script editor
Kryssy Fordham	....	caterer
Jamie Mendonça	....	script supervisor
Tom Metcalfe	....	runner

Thanks
Natasha Fell	....	thanks
Max Robinson	....	thanks
Sophie Robson	....	thanks
Brian Willmore	....	thanks

Production Companies

• Flying Women Films

Distributors

• Screen Yorkshire (2005) (worldwide) (all media)
• Wolfe Video (2006) (USA) (DVD)

Special Effects

• VTR

Other Companies

• Bradford Council Parks and Leisure  thanks
• British Waterways Board  thanks
• Bugs Direct  insects supplied by
• Kodak  thanks
• Pizza Hut Ltd.  thanks
• Provision Ltd.  thanks
• Ramada Jarvis  thanks
• Shooting People  thanks
• UK Film Council  funding

Runtime:

10 min

Country:

UK

Language:

English

Color:

Color

Aspect Ratio:

1.85 : 1

Filming Locations:

Leeds, West Yorkshire, England, UK

Company:

Flying Women Films

I'm a legend, not real

*** This review may contain spoilers ***

For some lesbians, coming out is a process rather than a transient self-recognition no matter how justifiable it is since being gay may stem from the genetic imprints of their parents. You may start from thinking that you still haven't met Mr. right while so many women around remind you of those sleazy and voluptuous dreams you ever had cluttered up with feminine symbols like red lips, rosy cheeks and wet whispers from Betty Bop. Then a special woman for you came up, and then another, and then another, and...Then you found you were too busy in thinking about a special female friend of you to delve into the question that whether you are gay or not. Then you told your Diary you are gay, and your vase,your towel,your Teddy bear, and finally, something alive-your Labrador Mr. Pea with the name that Diana Fairbanks' cat had~well, that's a progress. Ultimately, some may choose to live pride and out whereas the others, in no small proportion, can't help but succumb to the enormous pressure from their parents,boss and legislature,which takes precedence over their own well-being and happiness at last. However, despite different endings, every lesbian accomplished a process from being freaked out by the thought of kissing Kate the neighborer girl to "I can't think straight".

In this short, metaphors somewhat drive some viewers crazy: can't anyone stop speaking in riddles? Cockroaches?Pied piper? Money growing trees? What are all that have nothing to do with reality? Notwithstanding, it's those metaphors created a kind of intangible mystique entices viewers to replay the clip,to re-listen to the magic pipe enthralling cockroaches as well as the Blonde.

When you dawdle away your time with your boring boyfriend again in a particular day like every day else before, suddenly, a distinctive woman appears like a figure in a fairy tale emerges in front of you, who is so special and talented that she chases away all the sorrow and trivia in your life with playing a flute, who can turning killing cockroaches or the most trying futile things into a magical and romantic experience,and the most crucial, who seems to care for you. Then people around you heckle you with the question- "what kind of fancy of you is that? The pied piper is man." Afterall, no one believes the incredibly jovial feeling overwhelms you when she is around and even her existence begs question for them. Although your eccentric feelings sound more like one of those sapphic craps to most of people, her genuine look and reveries in which she makes you lose lead you to nowhere but a more intense curiosity towards her. Till the day that all her veils are revealed one by one in front of you, your pied piper no longer attracts you as a heroine with magical power but a mortal person who'd rather to be with you and live in reality even though that means to forgo her inscrutable power or everything she ever treasured in her life. You two carry a bag of money and a parcel of hope and expectation of new life in the future walking out of mysterious and dark forest into the broad expanse of earth under the sun, to a life without lies,hiding and dirty little secrets. Only the flute, which in the first place once made you that addicted to the scent in her blowing breath, the way her cheek puffed up while playing it, is still lying in the mysterious forest-somewhere no one knows except for you two. And that is what you'll always keep,in heart.

That story should be labeled as a fairy tale if I were a little girl.