The Color of Time was made by the members of a class James Franco taught at NYU – a peculiar mix of poetry and biography based on the poems by Pulitzer Prize winner C.K. Williams. The film’s content is a collection of vignettes composed of memories, poetry and Williams’ struggle to write new material as he prepares for an appearance to read his work.
The reason I say that The Color of Time feels like a student film is not because of any lack of polish, but because it looks and feels free of the need to be commercial; to fit into a specific niche. Franco’s students have clearly been taught well when it comes to both technique and thinking for themselves.