Many are the mornings that I wake up in my bed and can’t remember what day it is…or the time…or who that is beside me. Well, that last statement isn’t true. No stranger is ever there beside me. And as tragic as that may be, the fate of Colleen Elizabeth Miller’s military type character in One-Armed Rabbitis much worse.
In this fun short, developed and enacted by Miller, a young woman wakes up in the desert with no memory of how she got there or where the plane that was carrying her disappeared to. Thankfully, she’s got survival skills. Although, they not be as helpful as she hopes. There is a pesky critter wandering that sandy wilderness with her and it may just prove to be her doom.
Utilizing Miller’s comedic strengths and puppetry skills, One-Armed Rabbit is ultimately an energetic romp into survivalist horror and, nicely, displays the virtues of a performer taking matters into her own hands and creating a fine vehicle for herself.
Meanwhile, animal activists everywhere are sure to approve of the film’s fun twist, as well.
Last Sunday, I went to visit my friend Christine. She was house and dog sitting for a couple of energetic mutts and I was excited to meet them. Usually pups love me. But alas, these two could have cared less about my presence. Naturally, I was a little sad.
Of course, the mild melancholia that I experienced then is nothing close to the true sorrow faced by a pet owner whose animal is really sick. Such is the case for the owners of Brad. Business associates of scream legend Linnea Quigley, an incredibly vocal animal rights activist, Brad’s stomach has flipped, a la the animal in Marley and Me, and he has a long road of recovery ahead of him.
Thus, if they like, concerned (and generous) canine lovers can raid their piggy banks and help Brad out at: