The Men in the Closet

'Ad Meliora' (translation: Towards Better Things) is an experimental short film about the struggles girls go through growing up in a male dominated society.

Over the course of 24 hours following a murder, a criminal descends into paranoia, where guilt, fear, and reality slowly blur.

A young man performs 'pranayama' sitting against a bleak wall. We observe him through a frame that seems to be connected to him in some way. As we go on to witness the nature of the frame, will the images presented to us be able to convey his intentions, thoughts, and ultimately, his fate? This experimental feature film is comprised of 7 parts of black and white imagery with no sound at all.

Simon is an eight-year-old boy who seems to have everything from life. He’s a handsome child, he’s rich yet unhappy. He senses that there’s something wrong with his life and this leads him to wander off thanks to his fervid imagination. His greatest wish is to leave the materialistic world behind since he isn’t fond of it. That’s why the only present he wants for Christmas is for Santa Claus to take him away to live in his fairyland toy factory. At the same time, a secret that his family has been keeping for a long time suddenly comes to the surface and it is feared that the worst might happen soon. The expectation for the stroke of midnight on the night before Christmas is transformed into reality for everyone on the eve of something truly different. Something terrible that might happen.

Feeling not real? Let me go insane. An homage to the director's mind. A take on body dysmorphia and the bloody tale of self love.

A woman reflects under the parapet.

Love and admiration in 16mm. The fusion a beauty that exists throughout three generations; my three Venus.

The death of the minotavr talks about the concept of the heroine's journey. Suffering, horror and exhaustion lead the protagonist to a process of transformation, abyss and expiation, because only murdering to minotaur and everything he represents is possible to return to life. From the female gaze, it shows the depth of the emotional wounds caused by domestic violence; the same one that the surrealist Dora Maar lived and that ask why, as a society, instead of killing the minotaur, we blindly continue to send him women only to be devoured and ask them why they simply did not fight, why they did not try get out of the labyrinth.

Procedurally-generated frames slowly expand in density to visually explore the mind of a psychopathic, narcissistic teenager, up until the demise of the subject.

After a woman comes into contact with photographs from an archive, she reflects on her existence through her memories and the memories printed on photographs.

Atali'i O Le Crezent (Sons of the Crezent)

Human, Tears, Art

A Way Out

Isaac travels to Mount Moriah with his father to make a sacrifice to God.

While you wait to hear if they'll pay your claim, there is almost nothing like the silent buzz at the other end of the line. Or when you say something that requires a response and the world says back, "no worries". There's an art to miscommunication, unthinking, the void, and the customer service call. Phoning it in might just be a necessary part of life. This rough-edged sketch mixing performance art living and film is a study of the phone call, American doofiness, and blank minds under the reign of the corporate call script. Everyone is impotent in the institutional setting.

Alex returns to a lifeless home that she ran away from at a young age. Once home, she begins filming a video about her past life but begins to question why she is putting her misery on display instead of doing what makes her happy.

Picnic

Three ancient heroes encounter the spectres of their dead loved ones and struggle to let them go.

A reclusive former star of British cinema reflects on the loss of her child and her past life in the spotlight.

An introverted guy randomly asks a girl out at the Delhi train station on a day date. They spent the entire day getting to know each other. One is keeping a secret and the other longs for love. Will destiny intervene?