Special thanks to Joan Ashworth at the RCA.
London’s ‘Royal College of Art’ animation department has been doing what they do best for 25 years – where does the time go? There hasn’t been a year that LIAF hasn’t happily played a healthy number of RCA films in competition and so we decided it was time to do a stock-take on the hundreds of films that have been created there. This tribute will introduce you to some of RCA’s most successful and innovative films.
‘Hello Dad’ (Christoph Simon, 1987)
Hello Dad, I’m in jail. Say hi to Mum, from jail. I like it here, it’s warm, I’m in jail.
1’38
‘The Ticker Talks’ (Steven Harding-Hill, 1995)
The whole life story of a simple, heartless man.
7’30
‘Dog’ (Suzie Templeton, 2001)
Some of life’s grimmer realities are simple to grasp but difficult to explain. From the filmmaker who went on to make the Academy Award-winning Peter And The Wolf.
5’40
‘Moi, l’Autre’ (Marie Paccou, 1999)
The lines that join and the lines that separate mothers and daughters. Animated entirely in evocative sand animation.
6’20
‘Nothing Happened Today’ (Reka Gacs, 2007)
The gradual dissolution of love as a once-exciting moustache heads for middle age.
4’50
‘Heather’ (Ed Suckling, 2008)
Heather is out of control. After two weeks, I asked her to marry me. I expected her to say no. She said yes.
5’20
‘Egoli’ (Karen Kelly, 1989)
A tribute to the fallen heroes who sacrificed their lives labouring in the treacherous gold mines for a pittance.
7’40
‘This Is Harrow’(Monika Forsberg, 2001)
In Harrow there is a curry place called Lahore, and a corner shop with nice people. In one of the houses is Ethol – and she KNOWS a thing or two.
4’15
‘Surge’ (Jan Otto Ertesvag, 1996)
A short, sharp, finely sculptured abstract swarm of swarms.
1’05
‘Wrong’ (Stuart Hilton, 1991)
30 seconds to go. Surge. Heat. Eat. Thank God Dad’s safe. I have something to do.
3’00
‘Theobalds’ (John Parry, 1992)
Playing ball, hanging washing, plenty of room to run around. A story told in 10,000 water colours.
3’10
‘Wubba’ (Charlie, 1993)
Rubber stampery ratcheted up to an intricate artform. Signs, arrows and a hundred childhood memories.
6’25
‘Prophet And Lo$$’ (Jonathan Bairstow, 1988)
Dollars, dreams and a crazy dance. Pulling the levers of power to the beat of a different drum.
4’25
‘Toxic’ (Andrew McEwan, 1990)
A bubbling, gurgling, oozing tour through the tiniest of worlds.
9’15
