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Ranjha- Shershaah (2021)
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✧London, England✧
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Mansión blanca
White mansion
🇪🇸 Diáfana mansión para pequeña familia pudiente, con dos grandes dormitorios y un tercero escondido junto a una sala de brujería en el sótano.
🇬🇧 Diaphanous mansion for a small rich family, with two big bedrooms and a third one hidden with a sorcery room in the basement.
El 1er piso se compone de salón, comedor, cocina, 2 baños, sala de música, sala-bar de fumar y lavandería.
The 1st floor includes living and dining rooms, kitchen, 2 baths, music hall, bar and laundry room.
El 2º piso incluye los 2 dormitorios, uno con baño y vestidor, y el otro con puerta secreta, otro baño común, biblioteca, estudio y sala de estar.
The 2nd floor includes 2 bedrooms, one with bath and dressing room, the other with secret door, another common bath, library, study and sitting room.
La azotea está conformada por un paseo en que se encuentran un observatorio y dos estudios.
The rooftop contains a garden, two studies and an observatory.
Finalmente, el sótano secreto contiene una sala de brujería y sus correspondientes dormitorio y baño.
Finally, the hidden basement contains a sorcery room with its bedroom and bathroom.
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"May all the spirits who watch over our homes always bring us luck."
ប៊ូឌីញ ស (Bodeng Sar / White Building), 2021.
Dir. Kavich Neang | Writ. Kavich Neang & Daniel Mattes | DOP Douglas Seok
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19 Jan 23
Sun-a-rise in the morning
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Kate Walking. White Building, 2017
Photo: Thom Jackson
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White Building (2021)
ប៊ូឌីញ ស White Building (2021)
directed by Kavich Neang
cinematography by Douglas Seok
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@somewhere-for-me-to-be
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Chimes
White buildings identical in shape and size sit in rows along the block. I walk around my complex, tossing my ring of keys up and down, admiring its architectural soundness. They’re the pride of our city—pure cuboid towers of salt, ready to be scooped up and used as fake snow on a green screen film set since real snow no longer exists. Real snow was too fickle, and it was getting hard waiting for winter to come around just to capture the magic. That was when the Salt Company came up with a new idea and expanded their service outside of just providing the regular old table salt.
“A revolutionary idea! Just think about it.”
“No, I don’t need to think about it. I agree completely.”
“We can make snow all year round, film all year round, and the rest of the salt will be used to preserve the seafood.”
“It’s multi-purpose, it’s brilliant.”
That was how the ocean was drained. They said the ocean is huge; there’s no way we would run out. I don’t mind much about it. They’re probably right.
The Big Emptying Out is coming up—the day when all residents must clear out of the building so that the salt won't become stained when the big block gets crushed. Freshly crushed is the selling point here. The Big Emptying Out happens annually, and the day coincides with the day the ocean was drained. And Christmas. It will be a pain. I’ll have to hand out notices of evacuation to all my residents. They’re used to it by now because they’re from the northernmost part of the city. Once they move down to the ends of the south, the buildings will have been rebuilt in the north—that's how the cycle works. That’s why, from the day they transfer in, they keep their furniture and belongings minimal and primarily white. This makes setting up a new life in the next block easy. Each block of the city looks the same. The building plans are all the same, too, to make it easy for excavation. Still, they—the Salt Company—send out rigorous inspection teams during pre-demolition assessments. That’s where I come in. I make sure everything’s spick and span so they can give the white light for demolition. Waiting is the hard part. When will it be my building's turn to get used as snow on a film set?
I stop flinging my keys and look down at myself. White shirt, pale cream pants and white shoes. I inspected my skin. It’s pale and can pass as white when mixed with the building. Can I pass the inspection? If I do, I will become a part of a studio set one day, too. The thought excites me. I would get to be a part of a major work. Being an entertainer has always been a childhood dream. I’m sure when ground down, I could even be used for something great like a film. I hope that I’ll be selected to feature in an environmental film since those tend to focus a lot on the landscape. I would get loads of screen time that way. But not an indie film because hardly anyone would see me even if I have screen time. I stopped walking and looked in the window of a café beside me. Even in the ghostly reflection, my lips look too pink and my hair too dark. I could eat less meat. It would even be good for the environment. I could shave my hair—that would solve that problem—and donate it, too. It would be a win-win.
I entered the coffee shop and met with the building manager next to mine. We both ordered a white hot chocolate.
“I should be more proactive,” I say. “It would be a win-win. We all need more of that these days.”
“That’s a lofty goal for you though. Always thought of you as more of a laid-back guy.”
“I am. That’s why I need to be more proactive.”
“Well, sounds like your mind is set. You know you can try sending in a request for an early demolition permit. Say you’ve got a family emergency or something. Maybe they’ll let you cut in line.”
I perk up. Suddenly, preparing for the demolition doesn’t seem like such a pain anymore.
I sent in the application. My strides along the corridors are long, as if I’m galloping in slow motion. I can’t contain my smile. After a month, I heard back from the Salt Company, and they accepted. My building is set to be demolished this year! I knock on each door and personally hand out the evacuation notices, received with equally infectious smiles. They must have caught wind of my application because they all seem ready to go. Every room I inspect is spotless and unblemished. How lucky I am to be managing a building with such upstanding citizens! Everything ticks into place like clockwork, and then, finally, it’s time for the inspection team to assess my work.
I try my best to contain my nervousness—I would hate for all my efforts to go to waste. A cold sweat forms on my palms as I follow behind them in their white sanitary suits, magnifying glasses and clipboards protruding from their sleeves like appendages. They murmur amongst themselves after completing each apartment room and, without fail, glance at me. That only makes me more nervous. I sweat beads from my temples and try my best to flick them away inconspicuously, but I get caught.
“You sweat a lot.”
“Yes, I do.” I laugh nervously.
He scribbles something on his clipboard, then smiles at me and pats my shoulder. “That’s a good quality to have. I can tell this building means a lot to you.”
“Yes. Yes, it does.” I smile back and manage a joke. “I think half the building is made up of the salt from my sweat!”
They really take to that. They laugh loudly, facing each other while I stand slightly outside their circle, chuckling.
The rest of the inspection went smoothly, so I had enough leisure time to look out the window at the clear white skies. That’s when I see it. The Big Fan. Once the buildings are crushed, collecting every speck of those rock crystals is impossible, so they bring out the Big Fan to blow the rest into the atmosphere and let them latch onto neighbouring buildings. It’s all very economical. Down below, a distance away, I see the rows of windchimes. Since the Big Fan is only brought out once a year to facilitate the Big Emptying Out, people took it upon themselves to make the most of it by constructing metal wind chimes. The chimes stand on empty lots where buildings once stood like gravestones for neighbours people never really knew, neighbours who move on without a trace.
There’s a ringing in my ears as I lay on the white floor in the middle of an empty apartment room. My body feels heavy. The inspection is finally over, and the demolition has been approved. It was more exhausting than I expected. I watch as the building comes apart around me, and the blinding sunlight obscures my vision. The ground tilts, and I’m no longer sure where up or down is. All I know is I’m sliding off and being bumped around when the sound of the chimes replaces the ringing in my ears. In a world that has been so still, things have finally been put into motion. I’m about to become a part of my dream.
A dream filled with ghost-like laughter. Like the memory of children playing in the cold snow during winter, days long buried in the past.
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