FILM OF THE MONTH

I WANT A LOCKDOWN LOVER - BY DEAN WILSON
Film by Dave Lee

Dave: It's hard to remember the exact chronology because it was the start of the pandemic and time was very elastic and abstract, but I think Dean sent me this poem a couple of weeks after lockdown started. Or maybe it was three months, who can say? Whenever it was, I instantly said we'd make a film of it and he got very confused.

Dean: I couldn't see how we could make a film under lockdown conditions, but Dave worked out how to do it. He just shot everything from outside while I stayed inside. We communicated by shouting at each other through the window. Not that there was much he needed to tell me. All I had to do was sit there and drink tea.

Dave: We absolutely abided by all restrictions in place at the time. I was very strict about that. I recorded Dean's read by reaching round his back kitchen door and leaving a mic next to his sink. Then Dean came in the kitchen and I monitored round the corner in the yard. It was all very weird. It worked, though. Except Dean hates his read on this film.

Dean: I spoke too soft. I didn't want my neighbours to hear us and get involved. Dave won't let me re-record it because he says it's now a historical artefact that will one day be in a pandemic museum. Which is quite an exciting prospect.



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