Director Mitch Moore, who’s worked with Majical Cloudz, took to Instagram to speak on the alleged similarities between the official music video for The Weeknd's "Can't Feel My Face" and an unreleased music video of the group's.
Moore posted a video on Instragram on Monday, Aug. 24 which features side-by-side footage of "Can't Feel My Face" and the unreleased music video by Majical Cloudz, which he directed.
So about a year ago, I directed a video for Majical Cloudz. Because of creative differences, it never came out. But the production was large, and many feedback emails were sent out with private uploads of the edit. It's come to my attention that some body at the helm of a certain mega popular video must have seen one or more of these unreleased edits. The resemblance is too uncanny. My mind is a mansion of creativity, so this petty theft is nbd to me. BUT I'M STILL CALLING THE POLICE!! ----------------- Good god now I have to make an addendum cuz of p4K et al!!! I'm NOT calling out any specific body including the video's director. BTW neither video is original, and I'm not defending my work here. But the mise en scene of the shots and their function within the scene were too uncannily parallel. Third parties alerted me to this fact. I posted for two reasons. One: The Shania gag was HILARE!!! Two: The moneyed folks in the mainstream waste so much money trying to make half-hearted copies of work originally pioneered by gifted artists who I know personally. Plagiarism and brain drain happens even at the most shadiest of bcc: levels y'all...The fashion/production/management world is small. Again, idk nor idc if this actually happened in this case. But I MUST SAY - the gank-giddy decision making of agency creative directors (or whatever u call them) is silly because these folks know how to find the gurls. They could save so so so much money and get more impactful end products if they came straight to us instead of hiring a middleman with the word "savvy" on their resume. I just don't get it. *goes back to storyboarding