Hollow

This has a large cast of extras for such a short piece and is filmed in super-widescreen over one continuous shot. Impressive cinematography in itself. There is only one line of script in the whole thing, by James Norton as the hands of the party guests crave his touch. Apart from this dialogue, the soundtrack is background and environmental sounds only, like shoes and laughter adding to the atmospheric presentation. It is an interesting if nonsensical modern commentary on gluttony, debauchery, depression and heroes. I didn't understand it without the intro. As side notes, that's a nice Katana Koji carries in, and Floyd is hard to recognise without the trademark stubble.