On the Clickity-clack Express it's clear I'm always under duress, unless I forget.
A 'reversal' of Jean-Léon Gérôme's 1872 painting Pollice Verso.
Hiding inside&out, writhing about, taken out&in.
Radical recurrences & rancorous requests raze my daze.
Onward, upward, greener [redder] grasstures.
Shadows frighten what one oughtn't be gripping (that thing before/hind you).
I really hope this is well-received. I really hope there's some sort of reprieve.
Rather pointless, rather stilted, fetid; not what we want us going after.
(Some of us) Still run down the same [mental&emotional] streets we revered/reproached/replaced as ch...
Two men. Friends? Enemies? Lovers? Brothers? One is nothing, success or failure depends on two.
As a family struggles to survive in rural isolation during the Great Depression, their daughter's se...
Locked away but not away; somewhere nearby but unreachable, a periphery so notfaroff it's always in ...
A psychedelic montage of home movie footage gives way to a silent western story.
1 minute experimental film.
From a small cabin in the mountains of New York, Nina Breeder and Massimilian Breeder begin a journe...
Beyond all human restraint lies one's lugubrious layers of paint.
Return to 'burn' only to find out you're already in that urn.
Shot in the abandoned buildings of Gary, Indiana and the cornfields of Western Illinois, The Twenty-...
With input from actor and writer Jan Hlobil, director and cinematographer Rene Smaal presents a film...
Lars von Trier challenges his mentor, filmmaker Jørgen Leth, to remake Leth’s 1967 short film The Pe...