One More Kiss

My very first short film takes place in an era-less dimension, in which a faceless figure reveals her disillusionment with the bleak reality of romance, as she intricately decorates a cake. There is a sense of peaceful solitude and contentment with being by oneself, as the deceivingly romantic soundtrack and setting subvert conventional tropes of romance. Nostalgia and melancholy are at play in this camp but sinister display of disillusion.