Short Film
Ethan Gruska
The picture starts with no music
On a residential road
The camera pans to focus on a dimly lit
White 1930's home
With a figure on the curtain at
The shadow of a piano
From the street you faintly hear the song
That he is barely singing out
"When I was on my way down on my way out
I was reaching for you looked like an angel
You're like an angel you are barely there"
The movie ends
Slow motion aerial shots of LA
It wasn't very good at times the plot's so
Boring that you're sleeping
You never really care for any characters
At all
But as you leave you recognize the song
That they're reprising for the end
"When I was on my down on my way out
I was reaching for you looked like an angel
You're like an angel you are barely there"