Red Shoe | Chicago Reader

Red Shoe

“Once upon a time there were three kids and a grown-up dancing,” says a child's voice-over in this sort by Ines Sommer. Two kids dressed in sackcloth share a darkened stage with a pile of high-heeled shoes, a baby, and a woman in a lamé bikini top and miniskirt, who executes dance moves with a combination of abandon and gymnastic precision. At one point she gracefully swings a coarse broom at a disco ball, then later sweeps the floor between her legs in a gesture that's sexual, sad, and innocent. Dislocated sounds and entrancing images make this nine-minute movie a sort of atonal nursery rhyme that's both cynical and wistful.


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