Big Guns

At this point,

at this exact moment,

a man enters the stage.

A man enters the stage and

the man has a gun.



BIG GUNS is the prickling at the back of your neck, the faint taste of blood on your teeth, the could-be sounds of a strange figure in the semi-darkness. The YouTube clip you hope doesn’t load but can’t help watching.

Privacy. Pornography. Flat-pack furniture.

BIG GUNS is violence. Against others. Against ourselves. It’s paranoia. It’s a society living in fear. It’s the moment just – before.