Waiting for Corvus

“A show of hands in 19 acts”

In 2020, my wife Caroline and I collaborated to make a puppet show, which soon escalated into a feature-length movie. Drawing from Samuel Beckett’s Waiting for Godot, the film satirizes the Covid-19 era.

Trailer

The film was entirely DIY and contrived during lockdown. I wrote the 19 acts over the first 19 days of May. For the voiceover recording studio, we blanketed the walls of a room with spare sheets and duvets; for set design, Caroline dolled up wood hand manikins and, since nothing was open, scoured eBay and Etsy for props; for the musical score, aside from harmonica, I ‘played’ all the ‘instruments’ on an electric piano and composed using the Garageband audio software that came free with my laptop.

We haven’t released the full video to the public yet, and no one has seen it aside from a handful of friends and a few myopic, pea-brained screeners from leading film festivals who rejected our submission.

I’m kidding about them being myopic and pea-brained.

(I’m not.)

Overview

Two hands, Glynid and Hynus, are trapped together indoors, waiting for a virus that is wreaking havoc in the outer world. Glynid is an anxiety-riddled know–it–all who dogmatically follows ‘the science,’ while Hynus is an ignoramus whose nonsensical belligerence highlights the absurdity of their situation.

Connected to the outside world by a window that doubles as a screen, the waiting game soon frays into paranoiac exchanges, conspiratorial musings, and bouts of reflection that lead to self–loathing in one hand and self–care in the other. As the objects that once held meaning to them disappear while they wait, a new reality grows around them, if only they had the eyes to see it.