This work is an attempt to overcome alienation amidst the fragmented construction reality of everyday narrative. Rethinking the meaning of reflections and shadows, framed subjects, body movements, screen, as well as sounds that are constructed by connecting the expression of their existence with the history of representation in modern art.
Featuring one of the most monstrous personalities to grace the screen, "Me and My Victim" follows th...
A Experimental Docu-Drama about the Red Army Faction's formation, and events leading up to their imp...
Bernhard, an actress-comedienne whose brassy humor attracts a cult-like following, here offers a sem...
An inspiring 75min DIY documentary film on new art and the young artists behind it. It was all filme...
47 Days, Sound-less by Vietnamese artist Nguyễn Trinh Thi is a film that explores the relationships ...
Documents four of Abramovic's solo works, exercises in which her body is the vehicle for a rigorous ...
What We Never Forget For Peace Here Now is a personal peace memorial produced in the United States,...
A visual documentary of Einstürzende Neubauten, the German underground band, by Japanese cult direct...
Jan receives the group patch at the campfire, Herkules brews up some tea in the workshop and Sidney ...
A documentary edited from ORLAN's seventh surgery in the The Reincarnation of Sainte-ORLAN series wh...
Experimental video art shot in the Wallingford neighborhood of Seattle
Drawing on the idiom and imagery of the consumer culture he grew up in, video artist Paul McCarthy d...
Unconventional portrayal of mining in the Swedish Lapland ore fields, a powerful image and sound sym...
A short, three minute documentary exploring audio recordings from the year 1894 to 1922, layered ove...
Pedro is Mallorcan, born to a mother from Burgos and a father from Mallorca. Due to his distant rela...
This film is a contemplation of life through the prism of war. It is a premonition of global world c...
A series of assorted shots of strangers around Manhattan about the comfort found in being anonymous.
In the Moroccan desert night dilutes forms and silence slides through sand. Dawn starts then to draw...