Done to the theme of 'robot'. Cheers.
2025 August update:
I hid this film and my 3rd year student film for like 7+ years because of bad memories around Calarts. I was insulted over my work, especially this one. I was shunned and told I was 'fat shaming' with this stupid 48 hour joke project. It was not my intention whatsoever, but I am done grovelling and being apologetic for nothing.
Due to my bad experiences at Calfarts, I grew immensely fearful and spiralled into consistently psychologically abusing myself without ever recognising I don't have be this way. I have abused myself and hated my work, overcompensated and worked myself till the bone (till I developed severe mental illness) all in order to atone for being me?
No, this shit stops here.
I think this film deserves to be seen. Like my life's work deserves to be seen. So I un-privated all my work. You can see the all my other hidden Calart's gems up on my Vimeo.
Honestly, bring back offending people. If you're looking for insignificant media things to get angry about, you deserve a little bit of teasing. I am not trying to be cruel, but Calfarts changed me. Looking back on it retrospectively, I realise that I need to reclaim my stories. My identity. This means showing off my joke films, showing off my life.
Part of my identity was wounded and trashed at Calfarts. I don't know how or why, but I regret how it had to change me. I made some good stuff, but fuck, I don't know if life is meant to be this painful.
TLDR: If a story about an intentionally vapid treadmill (a character which is intentionally unlikable and mean because mean people EXIST) insults you, I think you need to work on yourself.