There are a lot of people out there that associate animation with childishness; cartoons for kids, live action films are for adults. Granted, there aren’t many dedicated film fans out there with this mindset but I see it in comments sections and forum posts, the idea that because it’s not real, it’s not for them, but there have been countless examples over the years of animated films that have proven this to be false. The true appeal of animation is that we can do what can’t be done in real life, and The Night I Dance With Death is a perfect example of what we can do, and what we should do, with animation.
The Night I Dance With Death is a near silent short focusing on a young’s man surreal journey after taking a psychedelic drug at a party. Things start off well, but soon turn very dark, and pretty much all of it is stunning. This fascinating showcases the highs and low of drug use and just how easily it can change from good to bad. What’s beautiful is that both of these opposing experiences take no real identifiable form; it’s a vivid display of beautiful colours and striking images that are surreal and challenging, but captivating and enticing. The title itself is fantastic as well, not only being captivating but suiting the film so well, despite the surreal nature of the film.
The way the film flows is simply stunning, and it’s existence is a perfect slap in the face to anyone who thinks that animation can only be simple. There’s nothing simple about this film; it’s six minutes of pure ecstasy – pun slightly intended – that is spellbinding, and perhaps inspiring to anyone out there who loves to experiment with animation. The Night I Dance with Death is simply marvellous.