Just listening the word “Timeless” your mind goes to Peter Pan, to that never-growing kid that for entire generation has enchated fantasies of all of us. Has happened to all, to close you eyes and imagine to fly with him, to Neverland!
The Timeless protagonist is Pietro, a brilliant engineer, got his first graduation when he was only 16, but now he works as salesman in a toyshop for a old unkind shopkeeper. Beside all his graduations, he loves his job and uses his genius to inventing toys, he got the dream to open his own shop and maybe sell there his creations.
He almosts turned 30 and he still lives with his parent , he’s the last bachelor between his friends and he considers stable relationships with women an obstacle to his chances to having fun . His room is just the same of twenty years ago, when he was just a little child, full of toys of all kind. On the walls of the room, there are photos of his first degree and others, no longer a child, now on the rollercoaster, now between millions of balls of every color, now on the beach working on a sandcastle. Time seems not to flow inside him. He’s very scared by growing up. He’d love to lives another 100 years between toys and candies of all kind.
The fear about the time to flow and it mark our faces is the apprehension of the present-day man that often recur to the plastic surgery and cosmetics trying to stop the ageing.
Timeless, written Cristian Barberini and scripted by Sharon Barberini and Carmen Munafò is developed only with software open source. The short is a calm statement that you can’t put back the “clock of life”.
Timeless is a near thinking of become, starting from Pietro’s face, he’s followed in this adventure by Effluit, the Time Watchman, that became the universal emblem of frailty, and then, memory. The time give thickness, weight, going through: marks wrinkles, deform physical features, whiten hairs, turn off colors, changes appearance and essential natures. The scratched face is like a terrain map of stories, experiences, emotions impressed upon the meat. The obsolescence changes bodies, vitiating it, changing is natural beauty, in a unappeasable process going with life, that endless metamorphosis.
There’s no negativity but only consciousness of changing, of the unrepentant of the art as in our lives that sooner or later will knock also to our doors.