“Tales” (Lorn Macdonald) now finds himself sleeping at his Scottish tattoo parlor, roused late at night by “Truth” (Michael Akinsulire). Truth informs him that a very well-known client has heard about his skill with needles and wants to pay a visit. After hastily cleaning up the shop, he opens the door to find his caller accompanied by his exceptionally stylish client (Orlando Norman). He instantly recognizes him and is eager to get a photograph with him. When he politely requests one, he’s denied. This rejection strikes him as impolite, and what follows sees him become somewhat confrontational while the other man begins a deliberate strategy of wearing him down. This process starts to reveal some significant shortcomings in the young tattoo artist, who has an ex, a daughter, and a girlfriend—or rather, a teenage one-night stand. It seems his detached visitor can draw out a flow of honest thoughts that may be freeing, while also demonstrating how many people desperately seek approval and justification—even from individuals they’ve just met. There's also something unsettling about the visitor, suggesting a connection to something entirely demonic, but unfortunately, we have to endure an hour of overly repetitive conversations before anything genuinely compelling happens. Indeed, Norman’s eerily effective performance requires him to repeat his vaguely irritating “rub your tummy…” instruction roughly five hundred times—at least enough for it to sink into everyone's minds. The final ten minutes do sharpen the focus and offer some humor from "Tales" and his various self-created problems, but ultimately this is a short film that could have been significantly trimmed down to half an hour and delivered a much stronger impact. Macdonald performs adequately, but the storyline keeps circling back before it progresses, and for a large portion of the time I wasn’t so much captivated by this rather selfish and unpleasant man—or his enigmatic guest—as simply feeling bored. It's an unusual piece of independent filmmaking that does prompt some thought, but not swiftly or frequently enough.

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