There are many tales from the Heights; drug fueled Kingdom where brutality reigns... a place where the right post code sells you a wrap or the wrong one buys you a bullet...every street has a story, every person has a tale...
But look further and you will find more... It's a place where Angels walk among the gangsters, sharks prostitutes and pimps...a place where between the crumbling walls and stripped out shells these people call home you will find heart, soul and humanity. There are many Tales from The Heights...
...and tonight is Halloween.
A little girl sits by her window, scared by 'the man' outside.
A family man, begins his lonely night-time vigil.
A taxi-driver, begins a shift that he will never forget.
And a loan shark stalks the streets, still haunted by his past...
This is the tale of THE WATCHER
The Watcher: A Tale from Paradise Heights was born directly from the pages of the play RANK. The play was always confined to the cabin/office of Lucky Cabs, Lisa’s taxi rank, deliberately done to raise the claustrophobic atmosphere for the audience on that Halloween night in Paradise Heights.
During the play we ‘heard’ one of the drivers radio in. Marek, made a very disturbing call in to the rank as something happened to him, or he encountered something whilst out on the road, out on a lonely stretch of the estate. Athlone Avenue, the place where Frank Morgan had burned that house down all those years ago. Hearing it worked wonderfully as the audience could only imagine what it was he experienced.
But then I got to thinking; wouldn’t it be interesting to shoot a short film that showed just what happened out on Athlone Avenue that night? Another stand alone Tale from Paradise Heights (it had to work on its own as a tale) but also a tale that connected directly to RANK and also right back to the origin of the series – I’M FRANK MORGAN.
A perfect opportunity arose as The Lowry approached me with a view to showing RANK and I’M FRANK MORGAN as part of their DIGIT Fest of June 2011 – all well and good. They also asked if I could write, produce and direct a new film for the series and premier it at The Lowry as part of that festival. So I wrote THE WATCHER to tell Marek’s Tale, a tale that took place the same night as the events of RANK. The question that remains is who is The Watcher? Is it the little girl at her bedroom window? Is it Marek as 'our eyes' as he drives us through the narrative? Is it the anonymous faces behind the masks? Is it the 'smoking man' outside? Is it loan shark and murderer Frank Morgan? And just who is monitoring those CCTV monitors? The audience always have an answer.