Brilliant Stop Motion Video Made By 17 year Old Using Barbies and Radiohead Cover of "Creep"

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The above film is a short "stop motion" art piece, set to a  haunting cover of Radiohead's 'Creep' (also heard on The Social Network trailer - by Scala & Kolacny Brothers choir).

Alex Heller, the seventeen year old who made this brilliant short film,  describes herself on vimeo: "Seventeen.  Trapped in the suburbs.  I root for the underdog."

Well, so do I.  Which is why I encourage Heller, and other talented kids like her to continue experimenting with technology to tell stories and to keep alive the art of making film.  We desperately need visionaries like Alex Heller these days.  

So, Alex, I hope you win a big, fat scholarship to whatever school you feel would serve your work the best and that we hear a lot more from you in the future.

Comments

Viagra said…
Stop motion is really great if you have an idea that what you will make. It can meet the requirements. But it looks great if you know how to do it.
February 15, 2011 at 8:54 AM
Louise On The Left (Coast0 said…
Thanks, Viagra.

That really is the only time I've ever said that in my life.
February 16, 2011 at 10:44 PM
melanie hope greenberg said…
Mermaid Barbie might just go in the trunk. Great!
March 4, 2011 at 8:48 PM
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