Half A Bee


HALF A BEE starts out in a brick basement with a solitary man smoking, sitting in a creaking chair. In this documentary about Eric Morder, we get a one on one with a man who emerges from his drug addiction, to create the life he originally wanted. Through Eric’s music and poetry we catch a glimpse of what his life was and where it is now.

Director Tim Busko films Eric in the first person, giving the viewer a sense of intimacy and friendship. It’s like your sitting on Eric’s couch, hanging out, waiting for him to offer you pie while you continue to consume his story. I realized from the first 3 minutes that this guy was captivating. I found myself nodding my head in agreement with his statements such as; – We all make a change, some not as dramatic as others. – How strange I am. – I have to see life through my dad’s eyes to understand his actions… I can understand why Tim Busko chose to relay to the world who this man is and his journey.

The film is shot in black and white. From the beginning everything is simplistic, relaying on the surroundings to help rely this man’s story. The shadowing that this type of filming enhances gives a senses of secrets hidden just out of sight. I strained at times to look for further clues of who Eric is by searching the darker areas of his living room, where most of this film seemed to be shot. Trying to catch a glimpse of a book title, a photo, what he feeds his cat.

At one point in the film, Eric is outside his grandmothers house. I was unsure if he lived there, though I think he did, and he was clean shaven. Which caused me to think there was going to be a shift in the story, since he was bearded prior. But after that scene the film jumped back to his living room and he was bearded again. It felt disjointed and hampered the flow of the film.

It’s been 4 days since I saw HALF A BEE. I keep thinking about Eric Morder and the things he talked about. For me, that makes this documentary worth seeing. Tim Busko created a film I would watch again.




FILM SYNOPSIS - Documentary filmmaker Tim Busko captures the buzzings of small town poet/musician Eric Morder - on life, love, obsession and Zeusy the Cat - and in doing so shows us a 33-year-old man in the throes of growing up.

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