8:05am LATE FALL

DIRECTOR
WRITER
PRODUCER
EDITOR






I killed myself
I jumped through a window
I threw my body on its glass

I felt its cold impartiality
Some kind of nothingness

My skin pressed tightly
Against the smooth surface
And when it broke
Sharp pieces scratched
My cheek
My thigh
My left red ear
I heard the sound of collapse

I heard the noises of the city
A baby cried on the second floor
A car honked somewhere in the distance
A neighbor shut her kitchen door
A numbing buzzing of a freeway
A roar of an engine
A cell phone call
A helicopter
A Wind
Birds screeching

My heartbeat shouted through it all
The crisp, cool air pierced my lungs
And woke me up to the present

I’m flying down very fast
To a place
Where no one’s come from!

A pale half-moon hovers over the 11-story building. 
The stars cannot be fully seen because of
light pollution. Half of the lights in the windows are on.
It is 8:43 p.m. Late Fall.














Upon waking up Matt discovers that his heart is not beating, although he is still "alive",
that prompts him to embark on a journey of discovery that brings him back to "life".








DIRECTOR STATEMENT





In the middle of 2019, I faced a family tragedy that made me question my mortality and the purpose of life. What does it mean to live? What does it mean to be a human being?  My desire to grapple with these questions led me to 8:05 AM Late Fall. Interestingly, the main premise for the film came to me in a dream—perhaps my subconscious was attempting to answer all those questions.

The film explores Matt's “dream” journey, from his mind (monochromatic, singular perspective) to his heart (a complex, colorful, and sensual space), and eventually
to a more transcendent realm, where he reconnects with the ironic and joyful
parts of himself.