Feature Film
   And We Were Young

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And We Were Young is a stop-motion, silhouette-animation oral history of American soldiers, ‘Doughboys,’ in the last months of the Great War. Missoula, Montana animator Andy Smetanka cut thousands of paper figures and colored backgrounds and filmed them one frame at a time, on a Soviet-era Super 8 camera, over the course of three years to produce a brutal, hauntingly beautiful, and thoroughly original vision of America’s war, narrated entirely in the words of the ones who were there.

Trailer

Saturday
21 October 2017 (6:30PM TO 8:30PM) 
SUGGESTED ARRIVAL TIME: 6:00PM

Country: USA

Venue: Australian War Memorial
Treloar Cres, Campbell ACT 2612

Cinema: BAE Systems Theatre

Film Length: 75mins

Language(s): English

Subtitled: No

Crew

Director by Andy Smetanka
Written by Andy Smetanka
Cinematography by Andy Smetanka
Cast: Brock Gnose, Kyle McAfee, Roger Hedden, Jeff Medley, Scott Moore, Traolach O’Riordain, Al Pils, Andrew Rizzo, Aaron Roos, Jeremy Sher, Andy Smetanka, Asa Smetanka, Axel Smetanka, David Turley, Josh Vanek, Ben Weiss

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   Short Film
   It Would Piss Me Off To Die So Yoooooung

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Synopsis: Several soldiers, hidden behind masks, march off to war. This impressively animated story shows their journey to the battlefield takes us on a voyage towards inevitable catastrophe. It is the First World War and a Portuguese soldier, wearing a gas mask, hides from the abstract fog. While inhaling mustard gas, used as a chemical weapon during WW1, symbolic visions appear before him in a claustrophobic series of events. 

Trailer

Saturday
21 October 2017 (6:30PM TO 8:30PM) 
SUGGESTED ARRIVAL TIME: 6:00PM

Country: Portugal

Venue: Australian War Memorial
Treloar Cres, Campbell ACT 2612

Cinema: BAE Systems Theatre

Film Length: 16:17mins

Language(s): No Dialogue

Subtitled: No

Crew

Director by Filipe Abranches
Written by Filipe Abranches

Oh, little soldier, jaunting happily towards the war, you pay no heed to the red petal you carry, marking the ones who’ll fall. Such petal is the sign of the mustard yellow death that will smother you in the pestiferous, muddy trenches. Not, however, without introducing you to some of the damned that have left already, and who are waiting for you in the fields of desolation.

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