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

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

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

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

In Vigo, Spain, during Christmas, Ángel, a Spanish filmmaker, walks through the crowded streets whil...

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

Rosso Fiorentino's painting "The Deposition of the Cross" comes to life. The Christ is gradually rem...

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

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

Return to 'burn' only to find out you're already in that urn.

(Some of us) Still run down the same [mental&emotional] streets we revered/reproached/replaced as ch...

Locked away but not away; somewhere nearby but unreachable, a periphery so notfaroff it's always in ...

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

The Kuwaiti short film العاصفة (The Storm) explores Kuwait's social and economic shifts before and a...

Five teenage girls gather for a party. Tensions mount as the guests exchange makeovers and hurl accu...

I really hope this is well-received. I really hope there's some sort of reprieve.

On the Clickity-clack Express it's clear I'm always under duress, unless I forget.

Shadows frighten what one oughtn't be gripping (that thing before/hind you).

Hiding inside&out, writhing about, taken out&in.

Centrist revelations abound among repetitions & revisitings.