When his brother struggles to adapt in the wake of tragedy, a young man tempts fate by returning to the crux of his family’s ruin.

A film driven by a mellow tone, where little words will carry a tragedy’s enormous weight. The River, My Brother, Me is a story about the struggles to adapt in the wake of tragedy, where a young man tempts fate by returning to the crux of his family’s ruin.

While the film is not an adaptation, initial inspiration came while reading Michael Chabon’s “The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay”. An early chapter in the novel details a boy enamored with the art of escape and is full of fascinating details about the craft. The image of three friends in the back of a truck was the first thing that came to me. I knew where they were going and what they were going to do- I then wrote backwards to figure out ‘why?’

Timothy’s vague method of telling the story leaves room for the mind to get to work, and ultimately creating a deep connection between the viewer, characters and the storyline they are laying out. The intimate cinematography is exemplary of there genre, where the long takes make us feel at ease and almost at peace with the rather unfortunate situation.