My Skin starts out with a shot of the tied ankles and wrists of a woman who has plastic film wrapped around her head. She is dead: seemingly by asphyxia. It is the most graphic scene in the movie and it simultaneously helps to transmit what the film is about: a vicious murder.
We are then presented with a man, wearing black, who is visibly in a bad mood. He acts in a meticulous manner, sometimes reminiscent of an animal. His way of manipulating things, the way he talks and how he utilizes certain powers helps us understand that he is a human representation of The Reaper.
The film only has two actors. Tony Simmons interprets The Reaper in a special unfamiliar way. Tony uses intonation to do give an effective performance. George (Cole Adam Buisson), for his part, has a regular voice but it is sincere.
The interesting zones explored by My Skin are, first of all, destiny and then the possibility versus the consequences of diverting its path. It would have been impossible to feature the ambiguity between good and evil in such a way in anything else than a short independent film (this one lasts thirteen minutes). In a society that distinguishes both, it is interesting to observe how The Reaper simultaneously wants to obtain revenge for himself and for the death of a person that he would have killed later on, when he felt like it.
The movie is filmed in an impeccable manner, considering its budget. It clearly demonstrates Christopher Alan Broadstone’s individuality and talent. His team is very effective. Let’s confront reality: this film is based on its dialogue; the characters and locations are kept to a minimum. Therefore, the public will have to judge the film on its principles. My Skin couldn’t have allowed itself to be any longer but should have given an additional explanation. Those who don’t grasp everything at first glance might have an unpleasant aftertaste because of this. Evidently, stories featuring The Grim Reaper dressed in black have been around for a long time. In this short presentation, we are rewarded with an up-close artistic view of the being.
While the movie contains multiple clichés, the techniques it uses to illustrate them combined with the general effort put into the feature helps distinguish My Skin from typical run-of-the-mill short films. I would like to see a longer adaptation if a decent budget could be secured. Christopher Alan Broadstone deserves all the attention he can get.