(Archive) Animated short film of the day: Down to the bone (Hasta los huesos, 2002)
Originally posted: January 2nd, 2023
Yesterday I mentioned a few important figures, but one of them might elude you: René Castillo. Taking a look at it's small but remarkable filmography may clue you in why he was part of the project, for he is a master of the craft of Stop Motion. More than that, however, his body of work is so overtly Mexican it's nigh impossible to think it was done elsewhere. And really, what's more Mexican than Día de Muertos?
The visuals here are quite eclectic to say the least. Uneven on it's shapes, vibrant in color with some chiaroscuro, a little raunchy in humor (through mostly through visual innuendo) and generally speaking having slight sense of irreverence, it's representation of the afterlife is a lot more influential than you would be lead to believe. Coco (2016) is an obvious one, but this short came out before Corpse Bride (2005) started principal photography, Tim Burton admitting having taken cues from here. It's not hard to see why either: it captures the festivity and energy of Mexican celebrations in ways Disney never dared to.
And yet, the story doesn't shy away from the weight of mortality being the center of the celebration, the sobering epiphany that comes with the holiday that some day we're gonna leave someone behind. In contrast with the black comedy reigning Castillo's first short film Sin Sostén (Without a Bra, 1998), amongst the humor of this one lies a simple but striking character arc, a man coming to grips with the fact he's no longer among the living and has to say goodbye to them as much as they are to him.
Between the music by Café Tacvba, the singing of Eugenia León and all the references to the Mexican Revolution, a lot of singificant figures and imagery from the country may inevitably fly over your head. Regardless, those aspects that are universal within manage to make it a strong contender for the best Día de Muertos animation piece ever made.
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Hungry Like The Wolf
Chapter Three
She hadn't seen her best friend, Lando, in years. She didn't run into him the last time she was visiting her father and she doubted she'd see him this time. Things were different now. She wasn't aware of his furry little problem. Just like she wasn't aware of the vampires plaguing the town.
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She spent more time in Renee's than she had expected. But she got no work done in her fathers house. Jack was warming up to her, curious as to what she was doing, and Toto and Susie asked her a million questions each.
Renee's cafe was the only place she could get any work done. Her laptop was open as she sipped her coffee, typing away at her computer.
She didn't know that Oscar had been in there every day since they first met, waiting for her to return. This time, when he walked in and spotted her, he ignored her, walking straight to the counter instead.
He didn't eat, he didn't drink, but he ordered a coffee anyway. As soon as it was in his icy cold hands, he turned and walked past her table. Nonchalant, like he didn't know she was there. And then, at the very last second, he turned to her. "Hey, Y/N, right?" He asked leaning against the empty chair opposite her own. "Jack's sister."
She stopped her typing and smiled up at him. "Oscar, right?" She asked and gestured to the seat across from her.
Oscar took it. He pulled out the seat and sat himself down with his coffee. "That's me," he answered with a smile, showing off his teeth and the smile lines around his mouth.
He was incredibly cute, that was undeniable. "What're you working on?" He asked, tapping the top of her laptop.
She shrugged her shoulders. "Just a gossip column," she answered. "I write for several different magazines." It barely made her enough to get by, but, until she could start making real money from her writing, it would do.
"Any magazine I'd have heard of?" Oscar hadn't yet taken a sip of his coffee, but she didn't notice.
"Not unless you read Teen Girl Pop Pink Bullshit," she muttered.
Oscar let out a laugh. "I can't say I've heard of that one," he said through his laugh. He lifted his now cold coffee to his lips and pretended to take a sip.
They talked and talked and, soon, she realised she wasn't going to get anything done at Renee's Cafe either. But she didn't mind, not when Oscar was the one distracting her. At one point she closed her laptop to laugh with Oscar. She didn't what he had said, but she still laughed.
They were in Renee's long enough that Oscar had to buy her another coffee and a pastry. "Do you want some?" She asked, tearing the pastry in half. She'd tried to buy it herself, but Oscar had insisted.
When Renee's closed up (had it really gotten that late?), Oscar walked with her through the car park. "Let me drive you home," he said, his hand on her back as he led her to his car.
His hand on her back wasn't pushing. No, it was somehow comforting, a guiding light in this now unfamiliar town.
She willingly climbed into his car. Oscar slid into the drivers seat, turned on the radio, and began driving her home. She tried her best to give directions, but she didn't know the roads well enough yet.
Oscar wasn't angry that it was taking so long to get her home. He didn't mind in the slightest.
It was dark by the time they finally found her house. "Sorry about that," she said through a laugh as she opened the door.
Wearing a grin, that same grin that showed his teeth and smile lines, Oscar shook his head. "Don't worry about it," he said as she picked up her bag. "Maybe I could take you out for dinner next time. Now that I know where to bring you home to."
She smiled at him, trying to match his grin. "I'd like that," she replied. She held out her hand for his phone and Oscar was more than happy to pass it over. She punched in her number, sent herself a text from his phone, and gave it back to him. She kissed his cheek and left him to it, walking into the house.
Oscar couldn't hide his smile. He pulled out of the driveway and drove through town, the werewolf side of town.
There were eyes on him. One quick look to his left and he could see the two wolves, following his car. When one of them jumped in front of his car, transforming back into a human.
Oscar slammed his foot into the breaks. The car quickly stopped and Oscar climbed out, staring at the wolf in front of his car. "Carlos."
Carlos. No wolf hated vampires more than Carlos Sainz. He couldn't stop himself from growling as Oscar climbed out of the car to face him. The other wolves, far enough back that Oscar had no reason to worry, watched on.
"You're on our side of town," Carlos spat.
Oscar let out a laugh. "You're joking. I had a reason to be."
"The Wolff girl," said Carlos. He hadn't stopped growling, not even to talk. "Stay away from her. The Wolff family are on our territory, they're under our protection. You have no reason to be here."
Still Oscar stared at him. "Who has a protection order on them?" He asked calmly. It was one thing he had over the wolves, his ability to control his temper. He looked from side to side, at the wolves that hadn't approached, wouldn't approach.
"Lando," said Carlos. Lando was known to the vampires, known to be rather out of control. As a teenager he'd killed two vampires that weren't part of Oscar's family, that were preying on the humans in town.
If Carlos thought mentioning Lando's name was going to be enough to scare Oscar off, he was wrong. Very wrong.
Oscar knew of Lando. They'd met for the first time when Lando had killed those two vampires. It was the only time they had worked together. Oscar had found him cute, especially when he was angry.
He didn't know when it had been a game of trying to provoke him, to get the biggest reaction out of him. If she was helping to get this reaction out of him, Oscar wasn't going to stop.
Oscar let out a sigh. "Let me go, Carlos. I'm not breaking any rules by being here," he said and climbed into his car.
An angered growl left Carlos's lips, but he got out of the way. He knew Oscar was right. By taking her home, making sure she was safe, Oscar wasn't breaking the treaty. Carlos couldn't touch him.
As Oscar drove off, he watched in his rear view mirror as Carlos transformed back and ran into the woods, the other wolves following him.
Carlos was streaming when he returned to the pack house. He, Alex, Valtteri, and Lance transformed back. The other three wandered off to the pack house, but Carlos stayed outside and punched a tree.
Carlos hated vampires. More than anybody else he hated them. He let out a howling roar and punched the tree beside him. If anybody was going to rid the town of vampires, it was going to be him.
we have an update! i promise these chapters are going to get longer, things are short and slow at the moment for a reason i swear
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I need Jean Andrew and renee to just have a coffee date with eachother spilling about their partners.
Like just imagine Jean is visiting Palmetto and he's whisked away by Renee and Andrew follows since he would rather be dead than stick around while Kevin and Neil teach the new recruits Exy. So they arrive at a cafe and they just sit down and talk.
Renee starts up and asks Jean how's USC, he gives curt responses at first feeling awkward at Andrew's presence and both Renee and Andrew try to ignore the fading bruise and bite mark on his hand. They both are all too familiar with marks like that.
So then Jean continues; at this point Allison and Renee have just started going out so Renee gushes when he asks and she relays softly how Allison makes her feel. Then, Andrew lets out a complaint of Neil and that's when everything spirals.
Jean launches into his opinion of the USC team, tells them about laila, catalina and Jeremy. He's unsure so he asks Renee how Laila can improve at goalie; Andrew gives him a disgruntled noise at first because of exy talk but then he moves to giving him some constructive advice for her movement.
I like to imagine that Andrew makes a joke using a reference, and Jean snorts unexpectedly, and Andrew just gazes appreciating . Oh my god, someone finally got his very niche reference.
I can just imagine Jean complaining about bark bark von barkenstein and Jeremy as a whole and Renee catches Andrew's eyes because this was exactly how he used to talk about Neil back when they were sparring together.
These three would have the most random conversations . One minute, they are talking about books they prefer, and the other they are talking about Greek mythology and linking their teammates to demi gods/gods
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