Bobby is a cold blooded hit man without a conscience. Sean, a hotel towel boy, defines his life by his Special Olympics Medal. When their lives cross paths in a hotel room, during Bobby's latest hit, Bobby has to make a choice
the right one or the moral one.
Most first time film makers like to show off what they know, using lame camera shots that make no sense in a scene also using every scene transition they can think of; wipes, cuts, fade to blacks making their first film or short annoying. The viewer ends up not paying attention to the story because they are trying to ignore the lousy film making.
This is not the case with Champagne Dreams, B. Luciano Barsuglia drives this story with its dialogue rather than barraging the senses into overload. Plain, simple, straight forward with an ending I was not expecting. In the shorts 12 min, I had compassion for Sean and a hate for Bobby, I did not have to worry about anything else beyond the story being told. I also hope to see a lot more of Che Scott, he was exceptional and creepy as Bobby.
