I love this film.

In the last year i must have watched it 30 or 40 times.

I like the laconic humour. I like the droll Brummie accents. I like the panoramic shots across the skyline. I like the summer in the city shimmer and the hazy light. I like Jo Endrights delivery of lines like: "I think it's quite attractive to have a good vocabulary". I love the Bach; it lifts the film out of it’s restrictive context of mundane banality, and gives it more air; the smallness of life is given the dignity of a wider view, a kind of fragile serenity. (I find the Billy Bragg number a bit too morose) I like the ending: the balloons drifting away and separating, freeing themselves from one another in their own piece of sky, transiently floating apart, going solo, so as to be alone - and the serenity of that Bach Goldberg aria accompanying their liberated flight into solitary, separated independence.

I suppose it’s a bit of a clichéd metaphor – setting balloons free and all that – but, I don’t mind, it satisfies me.

The melancholy of this film is so warm.

There's something gentle, sweet, sad about it I find totally endearing.

I'll probably be watching it another 30 times this year.

One of this film’s strengths is its languid telling. The character development and acting are quite good and the director shows a lot of patience in his frame. There’s a confidence here that shows the filmmaker is aware of his story enough that he lets it unfold in time and during the shots.
Even though things aren’t tied up neatly, I do get the sense of change, without much inflection. The score is equally well used for and against a series of creative and interesting locations, which fully supports the theme.

A beautifully universal short film. Loved everything from the balloons to Billy Brag. Unusually, I've not much to say about this. Keep making them 'n I'll keep watching them.

thoroughly enjoyable

Nice film. Immediately had a sense of the character and his isolation. Within a few seconds I knew him...I'd met him a million times in my life