FOOD

Food is a fundamental, everyday need. Delivered food is becoming one of the most trivial forms to satisfy such needs in the urban reality. Understanding is total between two of the process’ protagonists: the one ordering and the one delivering, concerning the nature and the flow of the transaction…

 

regia/director péter fazakas
sceneggiatura /screenplay
péter fazakas
fotografia/cinematographer
tamás lajos
musica
le hammono inferno
suono
stereo
cast/cast
hermina fátiol
genere /genre
fiction
formato originale/original format
16 mm – color
durata/running time
4’ 33’’
anno di produzione
2003
paese di produzione/country of production
ungheria/unghery
produzione/production
filmpositive productions

BIOGRAPHY

Born in 1967 in Budapest, Hungary, Péter directs commercials since 1997. Conducted English and audio-visual studies at ELTE University, Budapest. Also worked as actor and copywriter.

 

SYNOPSIS

Food is a fundamental, everyday need. Delivered food is becoming one of the most trivial forms to satisfy such needs in the urban reality. Understanding is total between two of the process’ protagonists: the one ordering and the one delivering, concerning the nature and the flow of the transaction. Not this time. Food in this context is the source of an everyday existential conflict. It brings the transporters and the receiving end together in a nerve racking psychic duel. The delivery boy is a huge, sweating man of instincts, who is executing a nearly physical work. His enemy is a girl frail in her appearance, probably frustrated inside, but stone cold and defiantly honest on the outside. The delivery guy is the least prepared of the two for the clash, and suffers the biggest blow. He cannot understand and take the questioning of such a simple and obvious process as delivery. The existential ‘coup de grace’ performed by the girl is the cruellest of all: she throws in his face her disdainful perception of everything he is. The fearsome weapon is one of the strongest labels of urban lifestyle: plastic. The man departs collapsed, but comforted by his executioner. The girl stays and eats. The transaction is complete. The wheels turn, the restaurant takes orders, plastic lives on.

 

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