Hope This Goes Over Well/Living in an Empty World

Shot in the abandoned buildings of Gary, Indiana and the cornfields of Western Illinois, The Twenty-One Lives of Billy the Kid presents a fractured historical narrative without any real protagonist, one in which the titular character goes mostly unseen - Billy the Kid as the always-off-screen assailant, as a ghost’s laugh, as a shadow on the road.

As a family struggles to survive in rural isolation during the Great Depression, their daughter's secret affair begins a journey into the unknown.

Return to 'burn' only to find out you're already in that urn.

(Some of us) Still run down the same [mental&emotional] streets we revered/reproached/replaced as children.

Locked away but not away; somewhere nearby but unreachable, a periphery so notfaroff it's always in sight.

Hiding inside&out, writhing about, taken out&in.

1 minute experimental film.

A 'reversal' of Jean-Léon Gérôme's 1872 painting Pollice Verso.

Beyond all human restraint lies one's lugubrious layers of paint.

On the Clickity-clack Express it's clear I'm always under duress, unless I forget.

Shadows frighten what one oughtn't be gripping (that thing before/hind you).

Radical recurrences & rancorous requests raze my daze.

Onward, upward, greener [redder] grasstures.

Rather pointless, rather stilted, fetid; not what we want us going after.

From a small cabin in the mountains of New York, Nina Breeder and Massimilian Breeder begin a journey across the United States. California is just the initial destination, but just as the edge of the surrounding landscape expands, so does their ultimate destination. A contemplation of nature and time along a raw journey in the American landscape.

A psychedelic montage of home movie footage gives way to a silent western story.

Two men. Friends? Enemies? Lovers? Brothers? One is nothing, success or failure depends on two.

Calangros: Um faroeste sobre o terceiro mundo

Alaska is a wordless experimental film with a simple, droning soundtrack that sounds as if it is a piece for violin and refrigerator hum.

A cameraman wanders around with a camera slung over his shoulder, documenting urban life with dazzling inventiveness.