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

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

A take it or leave it auteur-experimental fiction exercise: two women are monitoring their dreams, d...

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

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

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).

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

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

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

Here I am. A mind backed up by delusion of previous condition. Free or humiliated? Who is ashamed?...

An anthology of one-minute films created by 51 international filmmakers on the theme of the death of...

Short film produced by the BBC about JG Ballard's Crash. “The film was a product of the most experim...

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

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.

Centrist revelations abound among repetitions & revisitings.