Human Error in the Mechanical Age

Another dream film. Eschewing the hyperkineticism so beloved of Super 8 makers, I locked off my camera and wrote a slow narrative, combining live action and animation.

Set in the hinterland between a good book and a bad night, Human Error… is testament to the inappropriate misapplied at the wrong time. Moving from woodland to bedroom, home life turns bad as man’s best friend becomes a moving target. The hitherto sidelined sister moves centre stage to assume an accusing glare, whilst the young man down on his luck - and by now on his knees - sings a sad lament.

Described in the Whitechapel Open screening notes by Andrew Kötting as: “Glorious dreamscape and a dog connection, reminiscent of a bygone era at the dawning of the age of the answer machine”.