Lemohang Jeremiah Mosese

Lemohang Jeremiah Mosese

出生 : 1980-01-17, Hlotse, Lesotho

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Lemohang Jeremiah Mosese is a Mosotho screenwriter, film director and visual artist. He lives in Berlin.

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Lemohang Jeremiah Mosese

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This Is Not a Burial, It’s a Resurrection
Director
In a small village surrounded by mountains somewhere in Lesotho, the 80-year-old widow Mantoa waits for the return of her only surviving relative: her son, who works in a South African coal mine. It is Christmas and he would come home. Messengers, however, bring the sad news: her son died in a mining accident.
This Is Not a Burial, It’s a Resurrection
Editor
In a small village surrounded by mountains somewhere in Lesotho, the 80-year-old widow Mantoa waits for the return of her only surviving relative: her son, who works in a South African coal mine. It is Christmas and he would come home. Messengers, however, bring the sad news: her son died in a mining accident.
This Is Not a Burial, It’s a Resurrection
Writer
In a small village surrounded by mountains somewhere in Lesotho, the 80-year-old widow Mantoa waits for the return of her only surviving relative: her son, who works in a South African coal mine. It is Christmas and he would come home. Messengers, however, bring the sad news: her son died in a mining accident.
Mother, I Am Suffocating. This Is My Last Film About You.
Director of Photography
The wastelands and crowded streets of an African country are traversed by a woman bearing a wooden cross on her back. She is followed by sellers, beggars and passersby, outraged voices, pity and curious glances. Parallel to her, among a herd of sheep, a lamb toddles its way from the far away mountains into the heart of the city, only to find itself dangling, skinned and headless, on a butcher’s shoulder. In the meantime, under the scorching sun, in a roofless house, a woman is persistently knitting a garment, unwinding a thread coiled over her son’s face. ‘Mother, I Am Suffocating. This is My Last Film About You’ is a symbolic social-political voyage of a society, spiralling between religion, identity and collective memory. “I saw in you what they saw, mother. You deserve your war”.
Mother, I Am Suffocating. This Is My Last Film About You.
Producer
The wastelands and crowded streets of an African country are traversed by a woman bearing a wooden cross on her back. She is followed by sellers, beggars and passersby, outraged voices, pity and curious glances. Parallel to her, among a herd of sheep, a lamb toddles its way from the far away mountains into the heart of the city, only to find itself dangling, skinned and headless, on a butcher’s shoulder. In the meantime, under the scorching sun, in a roofless house, a woman is persistently knitting a garment, unwinding a thread coiled over her son’s face. ‘Mother, I Am Suffocating. This is My Last Film About You’ is a symbolic social-political voyage of a society, spiralling between religion, identity and collective memory. “I saw in you what they saw, mother. You deserve your war”.
Mother, I Am Suffocating. This Is My Last Film About You.
Writer
The wastelands and crowded streets of an African country are traversed by a woman bearing a wooden cross on her back. She is followed by sellers, beggars and passersby, outraged voices, pity and curious glances. Parallel to her, among a herd of sheep, a lamb toddles its way from the far away mountains into the heart of the city, only to find itself dangling, skinned and headless, on a butcher’s shoulder. In the meantime, under the scorching sun, in a roofless house, a woman is persistently knitting a garment, unwinding a thread coiled over her son’s face. ‘Mother, I Am Suffocating. This is My Last Film About You’ is a symbolic social-political voyage of a society, spiralling between religion, identity and collective memory. “I saw in you what they saw, mother. You deserve your war”.
Mother, I Am Suffocating. This Is My Last Film About You.
Director
The wastelands and crowded streets of an African country are traversed by a woman bearing a wooden cross on her back. She is followed by sellers, beggars and passersby, outraged voices, pity and curious glances. Parallel to her, among a herd of sheep, a lamb toddles its way from the far away mountains into the heart of the city, only to find itself dangling, skinned and headless, on a butcher’s shoulder. In the meantime, under the scorching sun, in a roofless house, a woman is persistently knitting a garment, unwinding a thread coiled over her son’s face. ‘Mother, I Am Suffocating. This is My Last Film About You’ is a symbolic social-political voyage of a society, spiralling between religion, identity and collective memory. “I saw in you what they saw, mother. You deserve your war”.
Behemoth: Or the Game of God
Writer
An itinerant preacher proclaims to people that their god is in the very coffin he is dragging along.
Behemoth: Or the Game of God
Director
An itinerant preacher proclaims to people that their god is in the very coffin he is dragging along.
Edamame
Director of Photography
Mosonngoa
Cinematography
In a society riddled by patriarchy, Mosonngoa embarks on an incisive pursuit to save her father's farm. When all her attempts fail, she enters a stick-fighting competition - against all odds.
Mosonngoa
Writer
In a society riddled by patriarchy, Mosonngoa embarks on an incisive pursuit to save her father's farm. When all her attempts fail, she enters a stick-fighting competition - against all odds.
Mosonngoa
Director
In a society riddled by patriarchy, Mosonngoa embarks on an incisive pursuit to save her father's farm. When all her attempts fail, she enters a stick-fighting competition - against all odds.
For Those Whose God Is Dead
Director of Photography
A young aspiring suicide candidate. A salesman of stolen knives. An evangelical pastor with a mystic past. The stories of these characters intertwine in a cold, hopeless Germany.
For Those Whose God Is Dead
Writer
A young aspiring suicide candidate. A salesman of stolen knives. An evangelical pastor with a mystic past. The stories of these characters intertwine in a cold, hopeless Germany.
For Those Whose God Is Dead
Director
A young aspiring suicide candidate. A salesman of stolen knives. An evangelical pastor with a mystic past. The stories of these characters intertwine in a cold, hopeless Germany.