Memory prevents rest and a woman about to die takes advantage of cinema to tell her story (inseparable from that of Franco’s Spain) and to say goodbye. A terrace as a border and a song that crosses time. At home, nothing is always—and everything is still—in the present and defunct now. A home movie of ghosts, a generous gesture of intimacy and solidarity that not witnesses two people at the end of their long lives, but also reveals the weight of history and of the 20th century, which is always present today.

Like a visual elegy, My Memory Is Full of Ghosts explores a reality caught between past, present and...

For three decades now, Qatar, this small desert kingdom, has not stopped being talked about; because...

January 2011 : the revolution bursts in Tunisia, my father’s country. The Tunisian people scream in ...

Nesrin and Erdem talk about their relationship, which they don’t remember in exactly the same way. Ç...

At the edge of the Yangtze River, not far from the Three Gorges Dam, young men and women take up emp...

Just after midnight on 10 March 1945, the US launched an air-based attack on eastern Tokyo; continui...

The director explores the birth origins of actress Merle Oberon, traveling to Tasmania and India in ...

A cellar. A forgotten amphora. The ashes of a woman. Her granddaughter, daughter-in-law and son char...

A woman returns to the site of her birth, which is now a funeral home. She drinks a white monster en...

Frans Bromet goes in search of his family history and discovers that Hermanus Bromet was a well-know...

In the streets of Marseille, René Allio encounters, once again, the spaces of his childhood, and rem...

Seven strangers are interviewed to talk about the relationship they have with their mother.

Two elderly sisters share the delicate art of making traditional Hungarian strudel and reveal a deep...

In an empty house, we see the memories of a home, from those who once lived and filled it with joy a...

A flock of memories activated by various musical exercises, to strike the past to the heart, to buil...