Enrico Ascoli

Once more, Yann is about to leave Calcutta, returning to Paris. He has just dropped off his son with his mother and has one night to wander the streets of the city where he will only be able to come back in a few months.

Jarvis has just moved to Shanghai and is suddenly confined to his empty apartment. He finds it difficult to manage his loneliness and plunges into a state of deep anxiety. The only way to escape his nightmares is to flee through the deserted city to get to a friend’s house.

Jarvis has just moved to Shanghai and is suddenly confined to his empty apartment. He finds it difficult to manage his loneliness and plunges into a state of deep anxiety. The only way to escape his nightmares is to flee through the deserted city to get to a friend’s house.

Jarvis has just moved to Shanghai and is suddenly confined to his empty apartment. He finds it difficult to manage his loneliness and plunges into a state of deep anxiety. The only way to escape his nightmares is to flee through the deserted city to get to a friend’s house.

It all begins with a childhood memory: that day when the father of the future filmmaker Sebastiano d'Ayala Valva forces him to listen to certain music that initially terrifies him; a distant echo from the past that leads him to follow the trail of his mysterious ancestor, the Italian composer Giacinto Scelsi (1905-1988), who claimed that his music was directly inspired by the gods.

It all begins with a childhood memory: that day when the father of the future filmmaker Sebastiano d'Ayala Valva forces him to listen to certain music that initially terrifies him; a distant echo from the past that leads him to follow the trail of his mysterious ancestor, the Italian composer Giacinto Scelsi (1905-1988), who claimed that his music was directly inspired by the gods.

A humble paintbrush assumes unprecedented powers in this bravura display of eye-popping, mind-bending, and body-morphing ingenuity.

A humble paintbrush assumes unprecedented powers in this bravura display of eye-popping, mind-bending, and body-morphing ingenuity.

All the world is a stage". In this theater the dance of a puppet, destructured in time and space, shows us the mechanisms that pulls the strings.

All the world is a stage". In this theater the dance of a puppet, destructured in time and space, shows us the mechanisms that pulls the strings.

To say life in Vilnius, Lithuania, during Soviet occupation was tense would be an understatement. People were followed and photographed; restaurant dinner plates were bugged to catch potentially illicit conversations; car accidents were staged to waylay people while surveillance equipment was installed in their apartments; and many were detained, interrogated, imprisoned, or worse. Through expertly assembled KGB archival footage, earnest present-day interviews, and cleverly crafted returns-to-the-scene-of-the-crime, directors Maxì Dejoie and Virginija Vareikyté present an acutely compelling contemplation of a “non war” from both sides.

A short story of the most important emotions of life, from birth to death, love and sexuality through pain and fear. It is a tribute to art and his disarming beauty.

A slow and surreal video slideshow of nightmarish, grotesque and apparently static characters.

Tormented pencil-drawn creatures and shapes try to escape their canvas.

Animated short film.