For a couple of years in college, I was a music major. I generally liked it except for Tuesdays and Thursdays when, invariably, I’d have a 7:30AM class. My freshman year it was Music Appreciation. Music History took its place my sophomore year. These weren’t bad classes but they were pretty early in the morning in a well air conditioned auditorium with comfortable chairs. In other words, it was a recipe for an unintentional nap. I don’t remember much from them, but I remember this: a fugue is a musical piece with two or more counterpointing voices.
It’s also a rare psychiatric disorder which included reversible amnesia.
Both play a part in Barbara Stepansky’s second feature film, “Fugue”.
Nine shorts were presented at this past weekend’s Pretty Scary 2 Film Festival, sponsored by genre regular Shannon Lark’s Viscera Film Festival. Although these films were short -some lasting less than a minute – their message was loud and clear: you don’t need an hour and a half to make someone jump nor do you need a lengthy dialog.
There are few things in life more capable of scaring me senseless than humans. We are an unpredictable creature from the day we breathe our first breath. Much like beautifully wrapped packages on Christmas morning, you may only guess what’s inside. Ultimately, there arrives a revealing moment when the contents, beautiful or hideous, are presented for all the world to gaze upon. Unfortunately for the human race, there are no exchange counters or thirty day return policies. If only we could see within the packages before we opened them, we might be given a chance to make better choices, thus allowing us to avoid some of life’s ugly little turns.