The River. My Brother, Me

With his brother struggling to adapt in the wake of tragedy, a young man revisits the crux of his family's ruin in search of something left behind.

  • Timothy Jacob Elledge
    Director
  • Timothy Jacob Elledge
    Writer
  • Timothy Jacob Elledge
    Producer
  • Emilio Torriente
    Producer
  • Adrian Centoni
    Key Cast
  • Gil Daniels
    Key Cast
  • Juliet Brett
    Key Cast
    Mistress America
  • Justin Derry
    Director of Photography
  • Matt Decker
    Original Score
  • Project Type:
    Short
  • Runtime:
    15 minutes 55 seconds
  • Completion Date:
    May 25, 2015
  • Production Budget:
    5,000 USD
  • Country of Origin:
    United States
  • Country of Filming:
    United States
  • Language:
    English
  • Shooting Format:
    RED
  • Aspect Ratio:
    2.35:1
  • Film Color:
    Color
  • First-time Filmmaker:
    Yes
  • Student Project:
    Yes
  • HollyShorts Film Festival, 11th Annual
    Los Angeles, California
    August 20, 2015
    World Premiere
  • 24fps International Short Film Festival
    Abilene, Texas
    November 7, 2015
  • Columbus International Film + Video Festival

    November 12, 2015
    Best Student Film
Director Biography - Timothy Jacob Elledge

Timothy Jacob Elledge is a Brooklyn-based filmmaker. He was raised in Buffalo, New York and graduated from the CUNY Brooklyn College Dept. of Film in 2015. His undergraduate thesis The River. My Brother, Me made its World Premiere at the 2015 HollyShorts Film Festival.

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Director Statement

THE RIVER. MY BROTHER, ME explores the harrowing nature of our first encounters with fate and grief. Two brothers have been both tethered and distanced by a familial tragedy. Rory, the elder son, is burdened by survivor guilt and a feared inability to shepherd his younger brother Dylan through the healing process. Much like first love, first grief is something we cannot be prepared for.

I believe the film uses the story of a broken nuclear family to prompt important questions regarding grief and the dangers of escapism. We must learn to accept that to re-write our past is an impossible task; that our histories, and our personal tragedies, will always have been.