Thank to this 9.18min movie, we have the occasion of spending a short time in a house where a mysterious woman (Nyna Roslan) lives. Is she the mom of the title? Probably yes. From the POV of the semi-fixed camera – at the bottom of a flight of stairs – we witness a lot of movements, back and forward from the front door that seems to be situated near the camera. At first she lets a man in and, according to some faint moaning, we suppose they have sex (or a hair waxing session, maybe?). Then at some point she goes up the stairs with a knife and blood-stained hands. Has she just killed a passer-by? Has she beheaded a chicken for dinner? Has she gutted her own child? We are not supposed to know, and it is probably better this way! At the end the two get ready (I.e. put their sunglasses on) and go out.
The film has an irritating element that risks to compromise the whole enjoyment as it features a very annoying, very loud television, always on, in the background, delivering the only lines of dialogue of the film. It risks to drive mad anyone at the end of the short 9 minutes. I am not sure why it so loud and if the loudness has a meaning in the narrative, (or is it just bad sound design?). Also, I am not sure if the black and white old film that we can see (and hear) on the television is part of the context, because if it is, it does get lost in translation for non-Malay viewers.
I can see a desire for expression and a creative sparkle and I hope that after this amusing kickoff the director will get his head down and start working with determination toward his film-making goals.