The Film Zine issue 1
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hknishioradain
- 12th January 2021
#Editor’s Note
Editor’s Note
Dublin After Dark
Grace Kenny
Dublin After Dark
Grace Kenny
O’Connell Flaneur
Christopher O’Sullivan
O’Connell Flaneur
Christopher O’Sullivan
Glitch in Her System
Andrés Murillo
Serenity
Maeve Walsh
Masked Creativity
Ella Sloane
Above
Christopher O’Sullivan
Glitch in Her System
Andrés Murillo
Serenity
Maeve Walsh
Masked Creativity
Ella Sloane
Above
Christopher O’Sullivan
Shoplifters Jerie Macapagal
Love is in the way the sun hits,
A pressed sun kiss,
To their ears,
So pink,
And blooming and alive,
It is in the way that sand is,
Between their arched
toes,
And what’s left goes, and grows in their socks,
It is the slow burning evenings and
afternoons, lain plain on the floor,
and midsummer midnights, not seeing
light,
But seeing fireworks beneath the door.
It is both agony to have come so far for them
to leave you, but honour too in the sweating,
Blood-letting and shedding of skin,
Love,
It is
In the All of our promises, failed or kept,
In everything.
Shoplifters Jerie Macapagal
Love is in the way the sun hits,
A pressed sun kiss,
To their ears,
So pink,
And blooming and alive,
It is in the way that sand is
Between their arched
toes,
And what’s left goes, and grows in their socks,
It is the slow burning evenings and
afternoons, lain plain on the floor,
and midsummer midnights, not seeing
light,
But seeing fireworks beneath the door.
It is both agony to have come so far for them
to leave you, but honour too in the sweating,
Blood-letting and shedding of skin,
Love,
It is
In the All of our promises, failed or kept,
In everything.
The Femme Fatale
Laura Hutchinson
The Femme Fatale
Laura Hutchinson
The best bibimbap in Town (is in Han Sung Asian Market i’m not getting paid i just want you to know)
Jerie Macapagal
KungFu Buffet
Cáit Murphy
Cube
Denis Mc Keown
Greenhouse Laundry
Cáit Murphy
Grangegorman
Gwaukee / Pádraig Ó Gríofa
Stylised GPO
Hazel Tucker Fogarty
Old Dublin Echo
Gwaukee / Pádraig Ó Gríofa
Forever King
Ryan O’Rourke
my father once told me the story of a king who had everything and nothing. he had nothing (materially)
and yet he had everything. whether that was spiritually or maybe even
metaphysically i don’t know. i am too young to know.
he always started off the story in the same way:
howl!
ocean
rock
back and forth
forth and back
a tree keeps
his crown
safe
from melting.
igloo
his tail slithers
around its
edges
pointed, piercing
sceptre
ice cold.
this king, he said, could transform himself into all manner of terrible beasts and things like
the slithering snake of eden of maybe even that lost dog that i see sometimes on the milk
cartons when i have my breakfast. that dog could be the king. could the king turn into me i
ask?
he says no, for i was not a terrible beast.
sun
will die
desert will bury
his bones
choke
on
sand
sometimes cold.
will the sun die? i ask my father, seeing his wrinkled lip stare at me in annoyance. he wants
to continue the story. it will he says but not for a very long time so long in fact that we won’t
get to see it. i’d like to see it. will the king see it?
yes mayb-
yes the king will see it and he will try to stop it but there is no way no point in stopping
his everything and nothing is now just nothing and he has no cause to protect such
nothingness.
tree branch
fortress
he
sleeps in
passages and
streams
always cold.
space
for supper
what will the king do when we are all gone? will his everything (his metaphysical, his
spiritual, his everything!) save him and enlighten him and show him lives and lands and
beasts unknown or will he become the nothingness which he no longer cares? will we
become the nothingness? what will happen to you? what will happen to this story?
it’s very simple my father says:
he screams
into the sun
to melt
before
it dies
Forever King
Ryan O’Rourke
my father once told me the story of a king who had everything and nothing. he had nothing (materially)
and yet he had everything. whether that was spiritually or maybe even
metaphysically i don’t know. i am too young to know.
he always started off the story in the same way:
howl!
ocean
rock
back and forth
forth and back
a tree keeps
his crown
safe
from melting.
igloo
his tail slithers
around its
edges
pointed, piercing
sceptre
ice cold.
this king, he said, could transform himself into all manner of terrible beasts and things like
the slithering snake of eden of maybe even that lost dog that i see sometimes on the milk
cartons when i have my breakfast. that dog could be the king. could the king turn into me i
ask?
he says no, for i was not a terrible beast.
sun
will die
desert will bury
his bones
choke
on
sand
sometimes cold.
will the sun die? i ask my father, seeing his wrinkled lip stare at me in annoyance. he wants
to continue the story. it will he says but not for a very long time so long in fact that we won’t
get to see it. i’d like to see it. will the king see it?
yes mayb-
yes the king will see it and he will try to stop it but there is no way no point in stopping
his everything and nothing is now just nothing and he has no cause to protect such
nothingness.
tree branch
fortress
he
sleeps in
passages and
streams
always cold.
space
for supper
what will the king do when we are all gone? will his everything (his metaphysical, his
spiritual, his everything!) save him and enlighten him and show him lives and lands and
beasts unknown or will he become the nothingness which he no longer cares? will we
become the nothingness? what will happen to you? what will happen to this story?
it’s very simple my father says
he screams
into the sun
to melt
before
it dies
I’m literally copying this from my palette
Jerie Macapagal
Buíochas le cách a ghlac páirt san fhoilseachán seo.
Thank you to everyone who contributed to this publication.
Editor / Cover Art Music
HK Ní Shioradáin: : i am a final year english literature and film student. i founded the film scene in 2018 to much success. when not curating, i work as a music director and composer. i love charity shops, jazz, and bad dancing.@hkhannahkate
Social Media and Graphics / She Talks in the Afternoon / KungFu Buffet / Greenhouse Laundry
Cáit Murphy is a final year Film Studies and English student in Trinity College Dublin. She has published a short story in Icarus Magazine. Her documentary short, She Talks in the Afternoon, became a finalist at the Lift-Off Global Network and was nominated for Best Student Film at HER International Film Festival in 2020. She likes coffee and sometimes cigarettes.
Instagram: @caitmxrphy Website:
caitmurphyfilm.wixsite.com
Cover Art
emily thomas is the editor of the trinity film review. she likes art and peanut butter. her instagram is @helloimadethese(fun things) and @emthomils (slightly less fun things)
We Are Dublin / The Last Dance
Aoife Raeside is a young photographer and aspiring filmmaker who has recently completed her studies in Film at Ballyfermot College of Further Education and is currently undertaking her final year studying Media Production Management. She has published videography for spoken word and regularly posts film and photography work on her online platform
@aoiferaeside_photography
Killian Kirwanis an emerging professional artist and a final year Drama and Film student at University College Dublin. In 2020, he began developing spoken word poetry videos on IGTV (@killa1498) and has published two well-received collaborations with videographers. He has also acted professionally and has a background in Youth Theatre. Finally, Killian is a playwright-in-training and recently completed his first full-length playscript during Ireland’s lockdown.
Dublin After Dark
Grace Kenny is a Fourth Year Film Studies student who enjoys photography, writing, and a good nap.@graceskenny
O’Connell Flaneur / Above
Christopher O’Sullivan is a photographer based in Dublin, Ireland. In 2020, he published his first zine, An Obscure Night. @stereo.chrome
Ripple
Arianna Owens is a third year Film and English student in Trinity College Dublin, who is interested in radio, screenwriting, and documentary filmmaking.
@arianna.owens
Glitch in Her System / Overwhelming (back cover art)
I’m Andrés Murillo and I’m an English Studies Senior Sophister student. When it comes to art and modes of expression I enjoy creating artwork, as well as photography and writing, and exploring ways to combine them.
Serenity
Maeve Walsh: Third Year English and Mathematics student who has a love of paintings and illustration.
Masked Creativity
Ella Sloane: I’m a first year English and sociology student who uses creative writing and art as a form of self-expression and emotional release. I have an art account on Instagram @artsybits2and my personal account is @ella_sloane15
Shoplifters / The best bibimbap in Town (is in Han Sung Asian Market i’m not getting paid i just want you to know) / I’m literally copying this from my palette
Jerie Macapagal: On all levels including physical, Jerie loves. She won’t explain, but she hopes you have a nice day, catch her @seasigh
The Femme Fatale
hello! I’m Laura Hutchinson and I am a Drama and English student at NUIG. Acting and self portrait photography are my passions and I love to create characters in my photography work as well as onstage. I’m really inspired by the glamour and grit of cinema’s yesteryear, especially film noir. The portraits in this publication were directly influenced by the femme fatale of noir – glamorous, mysterious and positively lethal! @laurabardots
Sacrifica
Oonagh O’Brien: The video was made as a result of exploring foley sounds. When I started messing around with fruit the sounds I was creating were quite gruesome so I decided to make the video with moody lighting and closeup shots to set the mood. I took it further by writing and producing a chant that was similar to music from the baroque period because it’s associated to worship and religion. The four note motif in the chant is meant to sound like a lullaby which I wanted to contrast with the other sounds and the mood of the piece.
@achoonagh
Cube
Denis Mc Keown: I don’t know how to match shutter speed with ISO or how to properly use the f-stop but I enjoy taking and editing photos so that’s what I do. I like looking at nice things and saying “other people will like this” so I take a photo and hope for the best. Sometimes, the end product is ok, sometimes it’s not, but that hasn’t stopped me just yet. Hopefully you like this piece as much as my mum:) @its.probably_things
Resin Room / Grangegorman / Old Dublin Echo
Pádraig Ó Gríofa works under the pseudonym, Gwaukee. Distorting images, sound, and video with analogue and digital processes is an integral part of my work. The idea behind this distortion process is to abstract the original material with the introduction of layers grain and noise. @gwaukee
EP
Killian Kirwan is an emerging actor, playwright and poet based in Dublin. Follow him on Instagram @killa1498 for updates.
Tadhg King Hamaltún is an emerging filmmaker, animator and photographer. Follow him @tadhg.kinghamto see more of his work.
Stylished GPO
Hazel Tucker FogartyIn my spare time I am developing my passion project Photography Tours Ireland @phototoursie (on all social media) My Instagram and Facebook is @virtuallyirish and my Twitter is @Virtuallyirish_
If There’s Time Now
We are six 3rd year Trinity students who had just started living together when the 6-week October lockdown came into place. Five weeks on, having not killed each other, we spent a few early mornings making this piece. With the run-up to Christmas and journeys to our respective homes in sight, I suppose we were thinking about the responsibility of being young just now. We also gave the neighbours plenty of unfiltered entertainment – which is always a plus. Enjoy, Emer @emer_tyrrell Gráinne @gra_creates Thomas @tho_mas_0 Nuala @nualaw Emily @emily.bradley Alice @ali_lemon
Forever King
My name is Ryan O’Rourke. I study English and Film at UCD. I am an aspiring poet and filmmaker. More of my writing can be found on instagram @ryanspoems
Heal
Jennifer Harmon: I am a TU Dublin Film and Broadcasting student and am set to start working in my dream job doing post production sound this year.
