*Online Premiere* Ouchiemongo is short on details, long on close-ups and slow-motion, and completely wordless. The score (by George Cessna) is all nature sounds and caribbean-style percussion. The handheld camera follows a nameless man (Harley Hollenstein) around a Carnival cruise ship as he eats a burrito, drops his breakfast, takes pictures of his hotdogs, and finally dances with the crowd. We get the sense that this man is, or would like to be, more active, but has been sidelined because of a foot injury. We get the sense that he’s a bit of a loner. We get the sense that no one else on the cruise had any idea they were in a film. We get a lot of senses and no answers. And that’s just fine. This is a mood piece and that mood is…tragicomic. The most tragic and most comic being when our pasty-white hero awakens on a sandy shore with a head full of braids. The symbolism, too, is intentionally, ironically obvious: he’s a drifter on a ship; he’s a loner marooned by himself; he has an albatross-like boot on his foot. Shot and directed by Corey Hughes (with additional camerawork by Helen Jackson-Adams and color by Holden Brown), Ouchiemongo is like a cruise ship itself: strange, fascinating, and a world unto itself. (14 minutes). Director website: coreyhughes.info.