Ziglet_mir’s review published on Letterboxd:
Static really is on it's own wavelength (see tagline). An understated, but highly effective film regarding loneliness, mortality, and the people we leave behind. I'm too young to have experienced the large indie-film boom of the 80s (if that's even a thing), but I get the idea that many films had their own quirky atmospheres, rebellious nature, and overall understated appeal (plus tons of new wave music injected into their lifeblood). At some point, these indie films sort of found a formula that they stuck to and has lingered to the indie films of today--many of them coming across as boldly bizarre or purposely over-the-top in order to shout how quirky they are. Static is refreshingly opposite to this formula.
The film is quiet, reserved and allows us to take in small character moments without having to highlight irregularities. There are weird moments but the film never once feels like it's trying too hard to be what it is. It's humbling. It's muted. The photography and camerawork also does not fall into campy or lo-fi territory even though the film feels like it could fit right into this niche.
Here's the plot: A young man, two years removed from the death of his parents, believes he has invented something that will forever change everyone's lives for the better, and he wants to show the world.
Moments are unpredictable. Characters are delightfully entertaining. The plot is simple yet intriguing and the ideas it presents are shown with just enough "magic" and subtlety to allow us to determine our own messaging. Do you need to convince folks of their happiness if they don't see it, yet it is right before them? Is the idea of Heaven silly or does it ring true for matters of principle? Is happiness found in the material things we create or the relationships we make? Does the happiness we do find in reality coincide with our idea of Heaven?
Once again, thank you to Rivoli, for recommending this beauty.