A boy is living under the severe physical and psychological torture of his drunkard father… until one day when he will get a grip on his inner strength and will decide he will never resign to it again.


Twine‘ is the darkest, most painful bruise a filmgoer can experience. It definitely is the most aching cinematographic project we’ve ever hosted in our festival. Intense, opaque and… so real it leaves you with a rancid taste about humanity. It is a very powerful film one can rarely hope to watch.


Twine’s characters strain sensibility so hard they turn it inside out. Nevertheless the film has a thick psychological foundation that one’s mind will be intrigued to drill after answers and an array of meanings that will scent but are never to be spoken.


Richard Heap doesn’t go easy on his characters and neither is he on the public. Miserable, poor, weakened, dirty, wounded, both the boy and the father are a reflection of desolation and abandonment. Pain and rascality have never looked more real. You might have encountered this theme before but believe us when we say: you haven’t seen anything like this film yet.


Twine is what literally connects the two, it’s the destiny and ultimately the heir and it is all so viscerally filmed that it gives you chills. There is no place for metaphor, there is no place for fiction. This is the raw meat to rip and bite to survive.


It might just be among the best short films we’ve seen. The Best Film Of January 2016. Bravo!