CONTENT MATTERS, DURATION DOESN'T!

A magnificent short film shot and watched so far.No wonders this one bagged the film of the month in June. The short film The English Teacher leaves you with numerous questions without rejoinders is still capable of gratifying the audience. 
                      Hardly a 15-minute video creates a feathery context- lethal guilt or the absence of a closed one. A short film from the drama genre questions the protagonists' emotional state. An interesting story with a strong plot of twist. Only three protagonists, all of the three brutally interlinked- knowingly or unknowingly. The story is of not one, again all of these.  
The synopsis of the story goes like this:- 
    Robert, an English teacher whose wife has been passed away recently is hired by an Asian migrant, Jin. Jin, a man who is captivated to develop his Basic English into an advanced one. But Jin is seen overpaying Robert for what he performs. Being asked, they conclude that Robert can transfer the money to Jin if he fails the upcoming test, for which he is seeking the help of Robert. One day going across his mailbox, Robert sees a mail by Jin, with a video attached. It was the confession of Jin who hit Robert's wife and drove away. Both of them are seen crying, one watching it and another confessing. All of a sudden, Robert is seen gushing towards Jin's apartment, which is left unopened even after several attempts. The film ends.
          The film ends making the viewers shed their tears. A movie without a proper end was even enough to make their eyes dampen. Jin attempted suicide and succeeded in his trial as he was guilty. That's what I believe. Kudos to the director Black Ridder who played the role of Jin. Also to Louis James who did the Part of Robert, satisfactorily.
     Fabulous work, Deeply impressed!
    
- Namratha

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