'Dogs and Philosophers' is a conspiracy of images coupled to a cacophony of sounds that creates a violation of the senses seeking to render the viewer into a state of catatonic hyper-awareness. It is full frontal filmmaking at its seriously lighthearted best.
Everyday, without fail, Dr. Leakie, the plumber, prepares for work while his ever faithful dog, Mr. B, watches in the hope of one day going along to help. It is a ritual that has become a dance that keeps time to the rhythm of their actions. Sadly, Mr B is again left to his own devices as his master leaves him at home alone after charging the dog with 'taking care of the house'. The morning is spent in quiet contemplation and chewing at fleas. This is followed by some ruckus playtime which expires into a well deserved nap. Everything seems to be going along just dandy in our dog's day until the story takes a hard right into the bizarre as the house malevolently comes alive to torment this diligent K9 who does everything within his power to stem the onslaught. Things go from bad to worse and it looks as though Mr B will drown in the complications pouring out around him. That is until his master returns from the days' toil and the house subsides in its provocations towards the dog and Mr. B is left with no evidence of his torment to justify the day.
'Dogs and Philosophers do the greatest good and get the least reward' - Diogenes + this site put together by BRANDO