What about many butterflies dying? I like the idea of the death happening continually through a short film. A film about endings. Very simple. The use of many different female opera singers sining the death scene, all of their arias brought together in a cacophany could be very beautiful and overwhelming. There is something about the unrelenting, accusatory, unfinished, finger pointing final note in the opera that moves me enormously. It ties in to the use of classical music in short films made by arty fags in the 60s and 70s that I personally adore.
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