Michael Hull

Michael Hull’s work really doesn’t mess around—he’s made a name for himself in the indie film circuit, and for good reason. Pendulum (2018) is this trippy, haunting little gem where reality feels like it’s melting; you watch it and suddenly you’re questioning your own memories. It’s not one of those movies you just watch and forget—it sticks, you know? The story follows a guy whose life unravels after a single decision, and the way Hull plays with time and regret is wild. It’s not spoon-fed; you actually have to pay attention, which is rare lately. Then there’s Sunset Over Troubadour. This one's got a totally different vibe, a sort of bittersweet nostalgia that hits you in the gut. Hull dives into the lives of struggling musicians in LA, capturing all the messiness and beauty of chasing a dream that might never happen. You feel the sweat, the heartbreak, the tiny victories—no cliché Hollywood glow up, just raw, honest chaos. And don’t sleep on Finding Brandon. Man, that film’s a quiet punch to the heart. It’s about searching for someone who’s lost—not just physically, but emotionally too. The way Hull builds tension, it’s almost uncomfortable, but in a good way. You find yourself rooting for these flawed, complicated characters, even if they make you want to scream at the screen. Overall, Michael Hull’s movies aren’t afraid to get a little weird, a little dark, and honestly, that’s exactly what makes them worth watching.