Videographer: William Mansfield
Music Track: Runaway, Kevin Blechdom

In Runaway theatricality and the filmic converge in an emotive explosion of fake blood, fake sweat and fake tits. Through the darkness a female figure runs in slow motion, spurted in blood, her top ripped open and then in a bloody finale is killed in action and frozen in time. This is a close encounter with a spectacular cliché: an onscreen body up close.