Mirror Man

Mirror Man is a rite of passage, as we follow an ordinary man named Mark on a daring enterprise to find love. Only this ordinary man is a man from mirrors, and he struggles to make a true human connection and find someone who sees past their own reflection in him. His smooth 'skin' is clear and reflective, grabbing light and changing it into beautiful shapes as it curves around his slim masculine features. He cannot blink and cannot talk, and he does not require clothes. A story as old as time, this time told with social commentary delivered through love. It is an example of how toxic modern dating is based on these vague and unrealistic qualities we look for in a partner when in reality we are really looking for someone unique who can offer a meaningful connection. After noticing his best friend and work colleague mirrors his every move, Mark realises he is lacking a meaningful relationship, so he sets about changing that and creates a dating app profile. He goes on a series of dates ending up in nightclubs and a teppanyaki restaurant where light channels his every crevice. He meets a range of characters such as the manic pixie dream girl, the girl next door, and the stuck-up snob. Each new woman brings a defining flaw with them brought out by Mark's mythical-like effect. For some people he brings out the shyness to their own image, for others, he brings out their jealousy of his unique appearance. After a particularly horrid date, he walks the city streets soaked in rain. Water droplets travel down his eyelids, crying where he cannot. His wandering brings him to the front of a library. The warmth and dryness of it invite him inside. He picks out a book and takes it to the reading area where he sits across from a strikingly beautiful woman in glasses and a knitted scarf. He wants to know who this woman is, truly who she is, but how do you start a conversation when you don't have a voice? And will this woman be different than the other women he has met before? The two avert their gaze and sneak looks at one another. In the quietness of the library, the woman taps her fingers as a way of greeting. He does so in return, but his taps sound different, like a diamond hitting wood. The pair create a beautiful melody of taps before being shushed by the librarian. Mark leaves the building, entering the dull outdoors, smiling wide as he holds a piece of paper with a phone number written on it.