HAG
Our story begins with our heroine breaking up with her obnoxious boyfriend; what should be a moment of liberation instead transforms her from a regular thirty-something into a hag with snakes for hair. Hag battles society pressures, inner longings, and the tick of her own biological clock. She searches for love and meaning in a hellscape of waning fertility, dating apps and the rotten stench of the patriarchy. In this surreal South London, Hag's journey becomes mythical as her despair crystallises into a quest for answers, and she must face the ultimate test! In a world where being true to yourself makes you monstrous, what is the cost of compromise and repressing your authentic self?
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Anna GinsburgDirector
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Anna GinsburgWriter
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Miranda LatimerWriter
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Becky PerrymanProducer
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Charlotte RitchieKey Cast"HAG"
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Clive RussellKey Cast"Aragorn"
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Project Type:Animation, Short
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Genres:drama, dark comedy, animation, 2D animation
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Runtime:17 minutes
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Completion Date:October 22, 2025
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Country of Origin:United Kingdom
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Country of Filming:United Kingdom
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Language:English
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Aspect Ratio:16:9
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Film Color:Color
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First-time Filmmaker:No
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Student Project:No
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Digital Cinema Package:Unavailable
Anna Ginsburg is a multi award-winning filmmaker with a diverse skillset, including stop motion, live action and her signature hand-drawn 2D animation. Known for inventive transitions, visually rich storytelling and a fearless perspective, Anna is able to move with dexterity between the emotive and the playful. Anna is a recipient of the prestigious ADC Young Guns Award, Vimeo Staff Picks and best of the month, an Annecy Cristal, a British Arrows award, as well as a BAFTA for her music video for Bombay Bicycle Club. Anna has directed films for the BBC, CNN and Channel Four. Anna’s films 'Private Parts', ‘What is Beauty’ and ‘Ugly’ approach the issues of body image, female sexuality and refugee stories thoughtfully yet directly.
In the Summer of 2021, after 2 years of grappling with wave after wave of doubt, I broke up with my boyfriend. The next day I attended a dear friend's baby shower. My fear clung to me like a bad smell; surrounded by flies, with a dog pooing beside me, the tick of the biological clock echoed in my ears. My best friends, who had been in the trenches of single life with me for our 20s, felt lost to me. They suddenly had bigger fish to fry, children to nurse, and mortgages to pay. The women I loved so deeply suddenly seemed perfect, grown-up. And I felt like the only one who hadn’t figured out how to be a proper woman. The mask of femininity didn’t fit my face. I couldn’t compromise, and time was running out. Words invaded my mind: witch, spinster, crone, old maid. I no longer felt like myself. I was a Hag. A relic from a past they’d rather forget: childless, ageing, a woman on the fringes of society. These insidious archetypes rose inside me. All the female characters I’d been taught to fear were suddenly me. I felt awful. And the seed for this story took root...