It is five in the morning and still dark outside. Your eyes flutter and open heavily. You see a disembodied blue glow pulsating on the ceiling. You have no idea where you are, but you know you are alone. The only sound you hear is the hiss of a nearby radiator, but in the movie version of your life this moment would be punctuated by the music of Home Video.
Home Video are Collin Ruffino and David Gross, transplants from the misunderstood landscape of New Orleans, before The Great Deluge, now living in the brooding brownstones of Brooklyn, New York. Here they revel in a self-created world of references to Edward Gorey, Massive Attack, The Brothers Quay, Smashing Pumpkins, and a dusting of Chopin, references that they have been collecting for nearly ten years.
They connected in high school art class in 1997. Under the instruction of an eccentric painter, who claimed to have been raised in a Louisiana chateau where servants peeled grapes for him to eat, they spent hours drawing still lives of twisted vegetables and rendering the chiaroscuro of adolescent self portraits. Outside of art class, they made a short narrative video starring David, and directed by Col...