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...

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

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Your raging romp results only in rescinded regret @ the hands of radder cadets.

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.

Onward, upward, greener [redder] grasstures.

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.