Purple

When a happily married man waits for his wife, lying beside him in bed, to fall asleep so that he can take his phone to the bathroom, the viewer usually expects only one cause for the behaviour - the man is having an affair with another woman. When a short film opens with a scene like that, it already launches itself into an uphill battle as warding off such a deeply entrenched memory/bias of the viewer is a challenge itself.

The only way, then, to triumph is to present the viewer with an equally powerful and opposing image, and suspend the film in moot. Purple achieves that triumph, albeit within the restricted grammar of a short film.