Trite, closed memories flagrantly bleed into profuse openings mixed & held together by retaliatory colorations & obfuscations.

Exploring the duality between friendship and loneliness, this intimate narrative short tells the sto...

This is a time when we learn afresh that nothing lasts forever and that the variability is an integr...

Avant-garde homage to pre-revolution Russian silent movies, and to the poet Aleksandr Blok.

This cacophony runs over me, over everything I see, everything I want to see: it's me.

A filmmaker recalls his youth in the town of Onomichi. In the present, he shoots a film in Onomichi ...

Lacking a formal narrative, Warhol's mammoth film follows various residents of the Chelsea Hotel in ...

Still it's really tall. Still it's really floundering/falling/fading.

Strings together what's strung together (please use yr tether).

Your raging romp results only in rescinded regret @ the hands of radder cadets.

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

It's time the times met each other over & over.

Don't ask me why, but I feel we're about to cry trying.

Say Om as you reach home only to realize you never really left/stopped saying Om.

Abandoning the Abaddon-loathed abandoner opens plenty of reclaimed... everything(s).

Pounding backbeats beaten by [(Don't Get)] warm[welcomes]th.

Centrist revelations abound among repetitions & revisitings.

The final 17 years of American singer and musician Karen Carpenter, performed almost entirely by mod...

Italian immigrant kidnaps a wealthy British woman, and they fall in love.

This highly stylized, critically acclaimed film from the 70's mixes silent film cards, a soundscape,...