Forced Into Images

Two kids sit in front of a camera, against a sheet backdrop, giggling, wearing masks, acting. Is it an audition? The film Forced Into Images shines, through shadowed lighting, her vision of humanity. This isn’t some artificial, FX, future nostalgia marketed to arty alt-house teenagers that like True Blood. Like her other works of art, Forced... isn’t wallpaper, or some Ryan Murphy intro montage, but a deeply felt Australian horror story. An artist from the Kuku and Erub/Mer people of Far North Queensland and Torres Strait, born in the 50s, Destiny Deacon’s movies/materials/living rooms/sets/installs are either more than (or just perfectly) the practice of expressing what’s described as ‘not-art’. Liberation from the confines of value is the foundation of resourceful filmmaking. Forced… is about love up close and personal.