It’s not jolly, but it’s pretty darn good. Daniel Wolfe’s short film for Paolo Nutini’s Iron Sky starts with what looks like grainy documentary footage accompanied by a low ringing sound. Don’t worry, you probably haven’t just developed tinnitus; I think he’s making a point about the unnerving, grating, inescapable difficulties faced by modern society. If this sounds poncey, listen to the lyrics – “in this harsh reality, mass confusion” – and watch the montage; a man beating an octopus against a concrete floor, an Orthodox priest breathing deeply, a young girl smoking, a man swinging incense, a power station, a man writhing in pain covering his ears. And drugs, lots of people taking drugs.
But there’s hope of a kind. “A cold society, from which we arise … over fear, and into freedom.” A white horse gallops away from grey apartment blocks, boys pray in a field of long grass, tattooed men start boxing, girls dance, boys dance. One for your lunch break, but maybe not if your morning didn’t go so well.