A bleak, cryptic vision of life in contemporary Iran that eschews overt social commentary in favour of a very personal vision of stifled lives. Directed remotely by Rashidi from Ireland over Skype, the making of this unique film reflects the alienation it so compellingly portrays.
Little is known of Jean Speck (1860-1933) beyond the fact that he opened Zurich’s first cinema. Rouzbeh Rashidi and Jann Clavadetscher consider the flittering black and white ghosts and shadows that he left in his wake in their phantasmagorical experimental feature film. This journey through a cinematic night probes the very essence of the cinematic image.
An intimate stream of memories reaching out across time and space, taking on a uniquely experimental form that cuts the viewer adrift in a weave of old footage rising to the surface of consciousness like a dream.
Tensions rise within an asbestos cleaning crew as they work in an abandoned mental hospital with a horrific past that seems to be coming back.
In the video art work "MERAHEFET" describes the world of a ghost, from her point of view floating over places that become a spring, a path that suggests a deep longing that is only revealed when the ghost stops for a moment to look out the window. This moment when she manages to take control of it, is flooded with flashes of mirrors that reveal to the viewer and the spirit what motivates her to continue her journey.
This isn’t a film. It’s a leaked ritual. Somewhere between analog prayer and digital disease, a collection of gestures tried to become human again. They failed. Children orbit the fence like insects around an electric hymn. A figure holds a violin but never plays — his silence is louder than the sound. The man in the branches hasn’t fallen in years. The killer appears, or doesn’t — but you’ll feel him beneath the cuts, mouthing things you’ll wish you didn’t understand. There are bodies, sometimes clothed in flesh, sometimes not. There is scripture, mangled and reversed — not to mock it, but to unlock it. The voice speaks, but only when you stop listening. This is the place where lost footage remembers you. Where noise prays back. CHOKE ECHO was compiled under duress by 0xHamza in 2025 using material never meant to be rearranged. Watch it if you must — but it will keep watching after you close the tab.
In 1944, in the Belgian - German border, seven German soldiers survive an American attack in the front and lock themselves in a bunker to protect the position. Under siege by the enemy and with little ammunition, they decide to explore underground tunnels to seek supplies and find an escape route. While in the tunnel, weird things happen with the group.
Trapped in a London subway station, a woman who's being pursued by a potential attacker heads into the unknown labyrinth of tunnels beneath the city's streets
An anonymous multinational company interested in capitalizing natural resources, deceitfully leads a powerful politician's wife and her chauffeur on to an empty flat in a big city promising them a better life. The couple are surveilled upon by a faceless representative of the company who not only controls the supplies that go into the flat, but also mysteriously, the space and time inside. As the couple are coerced and blackmailed into going through a series of role-playing, the lines between the past, present and future mystically get blurred. Also blurred are their very existence.
A photographer looks at pictures of the last day of a boy's life.
What are they? What do they seek? When all the lights go out, they will wander. And you will never see them.
in my darkest moment, fetal and weeping, the moon tells me a secret, a confidant As full and bright as I am, this light is not my own and a million light reflections pass over me, the source is bright and endless. She resuscitates the hopeless. Without her, we are lifeless satellites drifting.
When actress Nikki Grace gets the lead role in a cursed film, her world becomes more and more surreal, blending realities and ideas of infidelity, reincarnation, and supernatural forces.
While shooting a documentary on the suspicious disappearances within the homeless community, a filmmaker and his crew go missing while uncovering a terrifying and vicious secret below the city's surface.
Ten years ago, Arjun Singh and Tara Kapoor were inseparable-two young souls lost in love, dreaming of a future together. Their days were filled with laughter, stolen moments, and whispered promises of forever. But forever never came. Now, a decade later, Arjun finds himself in the dead of night, at an almost desolate five-star hotel room, a far cry from the life he once imagined. He is no longer the boy who believed in love-he is a man hardened by crime, preparing for the biggest drug deal of his life, one that could set him free. As the clock strikes 3:33 AM, shadows of the past begin to creep in. He sees glimpses of Tara-her laughter, her touch, her presence-as if time itself is mocking him.
плакать при свете (cry in the light)
The „Haelgung“ films are charmingly impressionistic diary entries, crafted as mini homages to my closest friends, captured with a delightful lack of planning or structure and edited in camera.
Along the silver stream
A woman looking for an intruder.
Experiencing extreme sleep deprivation for months, a young man tape-records his memories for preservation against sinister, clandestine watchers.