CHOCOLATE

This short film is a sympathetic testimonial to all the people who are invisible to the rest of the society. These people are everywhere, walking amongst us, day and night. Though invisible from a societal standpoint, they can be recognized immediately on the streets, through the windows of our cars, homes, and offices. Many of them have gone through torturous personal stories and now live troubled lives, whether attributed to mental illness or drug addiction. Some may have simply fallen on tough times while others might be in a transitional phase, in search of a better life and a future that has failed them so far. For those people, the cold and harsh streets of the ostensible lost and despairing have become home. To many of us, these “invisible” are at best, regarded as nuisances, while to others, they are labeled as diseased parasites, leeching on a thriving and evolving society. While the homeless population in the city of Los Angeles continues to grow almost exponentially (15,000 estimated annually), there continues to exist an invisible wall that separates us from them. In order to get the attention of the audience, I chose to tell a story about an ordinary housewife who had a good life and was living the American dream, when she suddenly finds herself on skid row as a homeless person. My intention is to make the audience relate to the unspoken truth that leads this housewife to face prejudice and experience the limitations implied through our apparent differences.