A suburban stay-at-home dad builds a robot to perform his daily chores… But when he finds out his creation is taking over his life he sets out to destroy it.

Sometimes it’s the simple stories that really stick with us. Sometimes the simple stories are just well structured executed that we get a real satisfaction from watching it. Kind of like his previous film ‘We Were Not Made For This World‘, Colin West carries ‘Pink Plastic Flamingos‘ through a slow paced, yet scrutinized progression. Each action in the story is there for a reason, which truly makes the storytelling a fluid enjoyment.

There has been a lot of hype in the news lately about the rise of sentient AI. These stories conjure thoughts of dystopian wasteland futures seen in things like Terminator or I, Robot. But what we’re really aiming to do with AI, long term, is to make life “better” (whatever that means) for us humans. So, is it getting better? With Pink Plastic Flamingos I was trying to draw that narrative out, deliberately straying from the typical Asimov-ian robot dystopia and placing this story in a future that was much like our own, but not exactly– setting the film in a tone rather than a time. I wanted to give way for a kind of comedic fable about the potential human reaction to their own act of creation. I often find it quite ironic that humans are so headstrong about creating this new form of artificial intelligence yet are at the same time so utterly terrified of it. On a side note, I feel that if sentient robots were to write their own Grimm fairy tales, this might be one of them.