Red Snow and the Community

Red Snow and the Community

The Far North meets the Middle East in a journey that lays bare the land, blood ties, and two ancient cultures that collide to re-imagine a future born of 10,000 words for snow. Red Snow illustrates the complex balance between land and humanity, belief and identity, how our environment defines us in an extraordinary way – but in translation – also unifies us as “the people”. Who are the people of Red Snow?

 Dene – “The People”

Pashtun – “The Mountain People”

Inuvialuktun – “The Real People”

“The People in Red Snow are still in a direct relationship with how they move in the world,” says Marie. “How they see themselves is reflected in the sky, in snow that can be dust, in a land that can be desert or tundra, a ski-doo or motorcycle, a face concealed or revealed, extreme cold or extreme heat.“

The people of Red Snow also include the cast, crew and larger community who supported the making of the film. We asked, how many cultures around the world are represented by theRed Snow cast and crew? We are still counting!

 

Intro To The Land

Intro To The Land

In this inaugural creative instalment from the Director’s Chair, Marie Clements invites us to immerse in learning the visual vocabulary of the land and the people.

Each scene in Red Snow was shot to demonstrate a view of the world that understands that the stakes for survival are swift and absolute.  Marie worked closely with her cinematographers Robert Aschmann (the desert) and Roger Vernon (the Arctic) to create a sense of expansion in time. In these extreme landscapes how you react can save you or kill you, amplifying the possibility of you inhaling and hopefully getting to exhale.

There are distinct rhythms to culture and land and there is something inherently dramatic about a collision of First peoples. The tension, built frame by frame can expand horizons, and in the next moment be captured by the most of intimate of gestures; an expression of deep love, a hatred that has no regrets, a tilt of a cheekbone that has no words but says everything, a look that caught and bartered on. – Marie Clements