SUMMON A GRAVEDIGGER

This film shows how much storytelling can fit into a short film. The visuals and lighting craft a dreamlike chill, where death is not the end, just a punchline with a bell.

Maybe it’s an allegory about how we bury our fears under smiles. Even the toys seem terrified of that ringing bell.

I actually felt sorry for the toys. It’s like they know they’re trapped in a world where even death is just part of the game. Weirdly moving.

This could be an Edgar Allan Poe story if he had grown up watching toy cartoons. Sad, funny, and a little insane.

It’s a tiny, twisted treat for anyone who loves dark humor. Feels like a parody of graveyard tales that still gives you goosebumps.

A stunning contrast between the cute piglets and the ominous atmosphere around them.

The film brilliantly balances gothic horror and absurd comedy. The fact that genuine dread comes from children’s toys is genius like Tim Burton remade Peppa Pig after a bad dream.

I cracked up at “All men are cremated equal.” It’s one of those shorts where blinking feels scarier than dying laughing.

I laughed at first, but then it got seriously creepy. When that bell rang, I jumped. Never thought plastic pig toys could feel that eerie.