Rising Filipina filmmaker Sam Manacsa shares her excitement for her film being selected at the short film category of this year’s Venice Film Festival
The noise in our hearts and minds can be louder than what the world emits. It is deafening even in silence. It can be glaring amidst the obscurity that frames it. This is how Sam Manacsa opens her short film Cross my Heart and Hope to Die, an official entry to the 80th Venice Film Festival—the only Filipino and Southeast Asian entry in its category. It premiered on September 8 at the Sala Giardino and ran for 18 minutes. But despite its length and the simplicity of its setting, it showed how impactful short films can be in conveying message and conjuring an atmosphere for cinephiles and film viewers.
Cross my Heart and Hope to Die follows Mila, an underpaid clerical worker in an unnamed business. The production design hints that the nature of business includes a lot of paperwork and merchandising. It could have been owned by a Chinese-Filipino Catholic businessman with its incensed altar of Chinese gods and religious Catholic images adorning the walls. The sound of Manila’s commercial district makes up for a cacophonous ambience. Overarching the music of the street is a radio drama and strings of jukebox love songs blasting from an analogue stereo.
Sam Manacsa’s film subtly tackles some of today’s pressing issues, such as mental health and labour exploitation, by putting the focus and interest of audiences into Mila’s unknown caller instead. The unnamed male stranger, after accidentally catching the film’s protagonist about to attempt suicide in the attic storeroom of the office, starts to pester her daily with calls. But despite being frequently asked where her boss is, Mila slowly softens her tone as if she likes the attention or is gullible to her co-worker’s teasing that the caller could be romantically pursuing her.
The uncertainties in Mila’s internal struggle, the business’s financial outlook, and the caller’s identity and motivation all build up the film’s tension but in utter silence. As a jukebox love song blasts from the radio as the film ends, the audience is left perplexed but somewhat satisfied. After all, the choice in the end is for us to make—to bear the cross or continue hoping.