The Girls Were Doing Nothing Short Film Review


Note: The cut I watched was a pre premiere work in progress cut “press preview”

The Girls Were Doing Nothing is a study of our difficulty to accept the conflicting nature of love and the human soul – our basic needs for stability, comfort and routine which clash with equality strong desires for novelty, variety and freedom.

Marta and Jake are a married couple in their late 30’s. Working in senior professional positions, they are very wealthy: living together in a luxurious cosmopolitan home while spending much of their free time eating at expensive restaurants and exercising at private gyms. Their idealistic lifestyle is a grandiose means of concealing and deflecting the strains of their spousal dynamic. For Jake and Marta, communication has become an obligation; intimacy has become a rarity; and love itself has become a cliché. All of that is about to change when Andrea, their attractive and affable neighbour, asks Jake and Marta for a favour while she goes on holiday.

Lovely cinematography paints the picture onto a very graphic and admirable canvas. The film bares a striking resemblence to 50 Shades of Grey echoes throughout. Almost a nod, and a wink to the movie, or a reference to the wanting of variation or the need to spice things up during a long and repetitive marriage. The desire to want more, to experience more and to keep each day as fresh as the last.

Marta constantly seeks attention and the desire to be ravished whilst her husband goes through his day to day life with his head in his phone oblivious to his wife’s needs. The movie explores our addiction to technology in small, fleeting glimpses as Jake is more interested in his phone’s incoming text message sounds than anything that comes out of his wife’s mouth. Our reliance on technology once again forming a barrier between social interaction, and coming between relationships is hinted at but never explored.

Quite a clever little short film. A film that speaks more emotion than dialogue. A film that captures an essence without almost breathing a word. A brave performence captivating the humans souls contradiction of wanting closeness in contrast to desiring a freedom and variety.