Two men who have been friends for quite some time and who live in different cities maintain a correspondence with Super 8 film reels that they occasionally send to each other. One of these film reels shows a woman who reminds the addressee of a former girlfriend. Immediately and without paying attention to his obligations to the company, he drives the company car to the city of his childhood friend, 780 km away. There he finds out that she has been the secret lover of his Super 8 friend for years. After about three or four weeks, which they spend on the coast of another country without any significant difficulties, the lover of the childhood friend rows his boat alone across the Atlantic after an obviously frame-up rescue operation.
By fabricating her biography, Luo Su, a young Chinese white-collar worker from a low-income family, hopes to wed Mr. Win, an alluring bachelor. But when her mother's shocking TV interview exposes her deceit, she loses everything and ends her own life. Left in limbo, she is mystically given one last opportunity to alter her fate within 72 hours - albeit within the body of a man.
What remains for me is to promote my own ruin. Aware of inevitable loneliness, the incarnation of cruelty.
A children's film about the largest mass suicide of the 20th century reconstructs the 1978 event. The Reverend Jim Jones forced nearly a thousand followers of his People's Temple sect to drink poison in the settlement of Jonestown, Guyana, South America. A third of them were children. Jan Bušta gives sadists, voyeurs, and necrophiliacs one minute to leave the cinema. His self-reflective documentary, which is the result of ten years of time-lapse filming, does not depict dramatic scenes. To the sound of an audio recording from that fateful day, we see a collage of child ghosts preaching about escaping the corruption of the world.
How heavy is an emotional relationship in TRANSit? Giving love? Losing love? Having, in my chest, not only a heart but also longing? That's why I record you this: for us to continue.
Childhood memories continue to live inside me. Some of the most painful ones are the ones that echo the longest.
Everything changes in P's haunting life when he comes across a peculiar being dancing in the middle of a forest.
Último Desejo
Lonely
A young man walks through a quiet garden, haunted by a fading memory. As the day unfolds, moments from the past resurface. Soul Elegy is a poetic short film about loss, memory, and the silent journey toward letting go.
Everything flows.
Pigpen has a snore. Bailey has a lot of nerve. And Curt Garrish has a gun.
A woman goes to a cold and inhospitable abandoned cove to try to summon the spirit of her only son, who passed away during the war.
A wise grandmother, a 9-month pregnant warrior mother, and a little girl live in a dry world. Water is scarce, but they are resilient and have found a way of surviving. The moonrise is approaching, which seems to influence their relations and dreams…
During a normal Saturday, a boy has a mental breakdown in his room.
A short manifesto of self-acceptance, self-love and passionate internal conflict.
In the course of a movie that deteriorates within itself, a woman is faced with the corruption of her cognitive system.
A son finds himself suspended in time, haunted by a presence that seems both familiar and distant. As he navigates a looped reality from a single point of view, fragments of memory and emotion begin to surface, hinting at something deeper left unresolved.
A man tends to his garden and to his worries.
“Leda + Swans” depicts an infernal, mythic birth of cinema, dredging the violence and horror from Wallace McCutcheon’s comic short film “Photographing a Female Crook” (1904). Leda, who may or may not be a falsely accused young woman, is brought in for a mugshot by two officers. She first attempts to avoid the camera’s gaze, and, when overpowered and manhandled, contorts her face to ruin the photograph. However, her small rebellion proves futile; she was already being recorded, objectified, mapped, and co-opted by the Godhead of the director. As her body and image are repurposed and transmuted ad infinitum, the filmic universe also explodes into a supernova. What is born out of this suffering and manipulation is another example of our sublime medium and modern muse. She will not be last the Leda, and she may not even be the first. Who is the guilty party here? Is beauty a chimera in traditional cinema? Has the ephemeral cinema of the attractions and distractions era gone anywhere?