Kintsugi - a film by alia hassan.
Directed by Alia Hassan
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Written by Alia Hassan and Sam Campbell
Starring Jacob Ude, Bertie Gilbert and Tariq Taybi
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Produced by Alia Hassan and Sam Campbell
Executive Producer Hassan Sadun
Cinematography by Alex Odam
Edited by Alex Odam and Alia Hassan
Colour Grading by Alex Odam
Special Thanks to Sajeda Hassan, Tuka Hassan and Harry Hitchens
Kintsugi (金継ぎ) (Japanese: golden joinery) or Kintsukuroi is the Japanese art of fixing broken pottery with lacquer dusted or mixed with powdered gold, silver, or platinum. As a philosophy it treats breakage and repair as part of the history of an object, rather than something to disguise.
Director's note:
I once knew a lad. Let's call him Bob. I grew up with Bob from an elementary stage of my development so the idea of an innocent, snotty nosed bob is one I hold very dear to me indeed. Bob isn't much of a public speaker, never was but always seemed to know what was going on more than any other of my peers or I did. Even from a young a age, his sense of humour was beyond that of your average six year old. He understood irony and everything he said always had an undertone of earyness. Needless to say Bob was and is a Smart guy who knew how to convey his opinions with just a smile. That's the kind of guy Bob is. Anyway, me and Bob were never the closest of friends but growing up together and ending up in the same high-school, I couldn't help but feel like I knew the guy quite well. And that's not to say I was just watching him grow from a distance. Banter was regularly exchanged between us, he is ever so friendly our Bob. When I was in Year 10, Bob got permanently excluded for a fight that entirely wasn't his fault. At first, my adolescent self, outraged by what had happened had taken to revolt by smoking a cigarette in the school playground and that's about as far as it went. After a while I forgot that Bob even came to the school of three thousand people because...well there was two-thousand-nine-hundred and ninety-nine other people at the school, I got over it. Last year I saw Bob the for the first time since his exclusion. He was selling crack and heroin but didn't loose any of the spark that he one had. He was a drug dealer, dealing with the most corrupting of all of the illegal narcotics and still was as friendly and as cheeky as ever. After we had a natter about the card life dealt us, we shook hands and parted ways. He was a drug dealer and to my knowledge still is but...it was still Bob. Once we label somebody something without shining light on anything beyond the exterior, we forget about their humanity and self worth within. Everybody does things for their own reasons even if sometimes they're reasons we don't understand. This film is my condensed comprehension of this strange phenomenon that is 'labelling' (that we've gotten all too used to) manifested in narrative form. Once we remove the ignorance maybe we can start to learn not to be so fucking stupid and appreciate the fact that we're not badgers or frogs for fuck sake.
Love brothers and sisters
- Alia Hassan
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