If… What if?

OCD MAG recently watched the amazing, touching, heart-felt film What If based on Rudyard Kipling’s  poem If. The art direction allowed the film to be shot in black and white, giving emphasis on the gritty, raw atmosphere of London’s urban streets. In a world of chaos, confusion and hate, can poetry, the word of love and equality still ring true and be understood?

Directed by duo Max and Dania from StreetDance, What If was a short film co-commissioned by Film4 and BBC Films for the London 2012 Festival to showcase UK filmmaking talent. And what talent it truly is!

A rebellious teen who strives for recognition from the cooler piers within his group soon finds himself scraping the bottom of the barrel. Soon he learns lessons of life, as he has a change of heart as patience, nobility and understanding were  all put to the test. Influenced by Wim Wenders’ Wings of Desire and also featuring urban art by Matthew Small (which we also recommend you look at).

Watch more here http://www.channel4.com/programmes/what-if/4od

 

 

Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream – and not make dreams your master;
If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with wornout tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings – nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;

If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run –
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a Man my son!

 

Matthew Small urban art

Here are some of Matthew’s jaw dropping works!

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