"Clear Grey"

On a quiet city street full of secrets and glowing windows, Medea likes to look at the neighborhood below. But inquisitive natures can invite trouble, especially when she spots her own bracelet on a neighbor and plans to retrieve it.

  • J.Christian Hamilton
    Director
    Agnes (2019)
  • J.Christian Hamilton
    Writer
    Agnes (2019)
  • J.Christian Hamilton
    Producer
    Minor (2016), Agnes (2019)
  • Amy Bowles
    Key Cast
    "Medea"
    Dead Right, A Fistful of Fingers
  • Project Type:
    Short
  • Genres:
    Thriller, Drama
  • Runtime:
    7 minutes 36 seconds
  • Completion Date:
    September 19, 2019
  • Production Budget:
    200 USD
  • Country of Origin:
    Canada
  • Country of Filming:
    Canada
  • Language:
    English
  • Shooting Format:
    Digital
  • Aspect Ratio:
    16:0
  • Film Color:
    Color
  • First-time Filmmaker:
    Yes
  • Student Project:
    Yes - George Brown College
  • Ontario International Film Festival
    Toronto
    Canada
    October 16, 2020
    North American Premiere
    "Semi-Finalist"
  • Nightpiece Film Festival, Edinburgh Festival Fringe
    Edinburgh
    United Kingdom
    October 11, 2020
    International Premiere
    Official Selection
Director Biography - J.Christian Hamilton

A new female Director from Toronto who is also a DJ of rare vintage psychedelic and art-rock vinyl (host of Dementia13 on 89.5fm) with a degree in History and Theatre (University of Toronto, 2012) and Film: Video Design & Production (GBC, 2019). She first began in film as a Producer of ambitious indie road trip narrative, Minor (2016), a successful trial-by-fire feature length whose production started in Ontario and spanned 13 US states.

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Director Statement

There’s an old road off the beaten path in Toronto I often walk on my way home. It’s quiet and different from the others; houses recess into a cliff along its thoroughfare, and many of the gates and garages have bewitching hand-carved wooden doors. I like to look at the windows casting glowing light as their sleepy blinds close and imagine a romantic character behind them, one whose whims might drive her to things others wouldn’t do. Like the light let in by those window blinds, yet serving the opposite function, passionate grey eyes might turn dark when pupils expand in love and clear when they contract in fear.
As I walk the music I listen to is taken from a collection of old vinyl records I began amassing in my teens of mainly progressive artrock and psychedelia; its beauty and intensity is inspiring. Passing through this particular road to these sounds under grey autumn skies made me imagine what lurks beyond this path's strange cliffs and its glowing window eyes.