THE VICTIM'S ALWAYS RIGHT

Two young men run away in opposite directions to avoid a third one, but got nevertheless stuck in the same place in a dark forest, on a sunken road (a cutting). All three of them approach the reality from a different point of view (relativism, causality and sexuality), so instead of searching a common logic, they try to steal a march on the others in words and deeds. Is it to keep the upper hand over the others or to hold a knife to their throat?

A game of victim, carer and offender develops, with pursuits and escapes. A game where the roles move constantly from one character to the next until there is no more hold on the situation. And since there are injured persons, there has to be taken care of them. Sewing!

The situation shifts constantly between
comic and tragic. They lost track and behave like chased animals. Humor about Spice Girls, women and sex splatter around as if it was said by men in their forties. An exagerated thirst for action and bragging leads to sarcasm and indifference. Does it remain a game or will it become horror?

The combination of digital and real images joins the strange situation. The combination is not used, as it usually is, to embellish the reality or make it more spectacular, but to estrange it and to arouse a shadow of doubt to the spectator. At first sight everything seems normal, but gradually you discover cracks and burst in reality.

As a result of their game with what might or might not be reality, everything seems to go off the rails and they risk to be swinged back and forth in a ruderless world. As the film evolves, the overpowering chaos is unbearable. Appealing to some security is in the end inescapable to get a hold on reality.

At the end, the resignation gets the upper hand. The furious ritme and the fights (in words) die off slowly. Exhausted by the running through the forest, and by the endless discussion about the character of truth, the wounds all three of them got by now take their toll. Dying, they look at the starry sky and forget about their quarrel to make the crossing in an inner calm.