Anonymous Notes, a jump rope, tin foil, a baseball bat, and a drill are just some of the dangerous objects waiting to be discovered in Red Luck, a surreal psychosexual thriller focusing on a group of individuals and the violence that transpires when their paths cross.

A sense of dread pervades the entirety of the nearly wordless Red Luck: from the abstract close-ups at the beginning that gradually come into narrative focus, to the tainted objects that pass through the story, to the dead animals that litter a seemingly peaceful neighborhood, to the ominous and repeating lyrics from a forgotten 1960s folk song, which reminds us that “some things are not meant to be heard.”

"I wasn't able to attend to stay for the award ceremony the year that Red Luck won the award, and I can't believe I wasn't there in person to accept a one-of-a-kind Kenneth Anger doll! I keep it next to my computer for inspiration when I'm editing. My other favorite memory is from around 2012, during an after party where Lori Felker and I went into the bathroom and changed into each others clothes." - Mike Olenick