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# Please Come Home
- URL: https://regionfree.net/please-come-home-short-film-review/
- Published: 2025-01-01T09:00:00.000Z
- Updated: 2025-04-12T12:32:44.000Z
- Description: Short and sweet
- Author: Joonatan Itkonen
- Tags: Festivals

There's a tremendous joy in seeing talents grow and mature.

Only a year ago, writer-producer-actor **Charlotte Fenton** debuted her darkly complex short, Internal Abyss, which she made with **Helena Antonio**. Now, her latest makes its way around the festival circuit to great acclaim. Where the former was a fantastic introduction, it's *Please Come Home* that solidifies Fenton as a force to be reckoned with.

Only 12 minutes in length, Fenton's eloquent and deeply touching story is universal and intimate. Assuredly directed by **Daymon Britton**, *Please Come Home* is a story of two different kinds of loss. Both are inevitable, yet only one is permanent. As with *Internal Abyss*, Fenton leans on the ephemeral nature of time and memory to mine deeper truths about how we cope with loss. Every time you expect the script to over-extend itself, Fenton and Britton pull back. The result is minimalist, yet more powerful for it.

That minimalism extends to the cast, especially **Mark Benton** in the leading role as a father looking for a foothold in a new reality. He and Fenton play against one another beautifully, especially in the moments where they let their awkward body language do the talking. To her credit, Fenton downplays a part that could easily turn hammy and instead shows just how far she's come as an actor in such a short time.

The British film industry has a pedigree of great realist storytellers. People who have an innate understanding of highlighting mundane truths. Britton and Fenton display that talent as well. Their short is a tender slice of life that lingers because it feels true and lived in. It's the perfect kind of short film. A hazy memory that reappears when you least expect it.