Xavier Christiaens

参加作品

The White She-Camel
Editor
A man returns home after a long journey. The curtains in the open windows flutter in the breeze. His wife sleeps. And he recognises nothing of what was once so familiar. Stretching the boundaries of poetry, science-fiction and documentary film, and with Chris Marker and Andrei Tarkovsky firmed lodged in his mind, he wanders through the remains of an Aral Sea in the throes of draught, metaphor for a landscape, a world and a country which no longer exist.
The White She-Camel
Cinematography
A man returns home after a long journey. The curtains in the open windows flutter in the breeze. His wife sleeps. And he recognises nothing of what was once so familiar. Stretching the boundaries of poetry, science-fiction and documentary film, and with Chris Marker and Andrei Tarkovsky firmed lodged in his mind, he wanders through the remains of an Aral Sea in the throes of draught, metaphor for a landscape, a world and a country which no longer exist.
The White She-Camel
Music
A man returns home after a long journey. The curtains in the open windows flutter in the breeze. His wife sleeps. And he recognises nothing of what was once so familiar. Stretching the boundaries of poetry, science-fiction and documentary film, and with Chris Marker and Andrei Tarkovsky firmed lodged in his mind, he wanders through the remains of an Aral Sea in the throes of draught, metaphor for a landscape, a world and a country which no longer exist.
The White She-Camel
Producer
A man returns home after a long journey. The curtains in the open windows flutter in the breeze. His wife sleeps. And he recognises nothing of what was once so familiar. Stretching the boundaries of poetry, science-fiction and documentary film, and with Chris Marker and Andrei Tarkovsky firmed lodged in his mind, he wanders through the remains of an Aral Sea in the throes of draught, metaphor for a landscape, a world and a country which no longer exist.
The White She-Camel
Writer
A man returns home after a long journey. The curtains in the open windows flutter in the breeze. His wife sleeps. And he recognises nothing of what was once so familiar. Stretching the boundaries of poetry, science-fiction and documentary film, and with Chris Marker and Andrei Tarkovsky firmed lodged in his mind, he wanders through the remains of an Aral Sea in the throes of draught, metaphor for a landscape, a world and a country which no longer exist.
The White She-Camel
Director
A man returns home after a long journey. The curtains in the open windows flutter in the breeze. His wife sleeps. And he recognises nothing of what was once so familiar. Stretching the boundaries of poetry, science-fiction and documentary film, and with Chris Marker and Andrei Tarkovsky firmed lodged in his mind, he wanders through the remains of an Aral Sea in the throes of draught, metaphor for a landscape, a world and a country which no longer exist.
The Taste of Koumiz
Cinematography
An inner journey in the Steppe along the trains railroads, evoking colonialism, calcinated memories and the scars of the past.
The Taste of Koumiz
Editor
An inner journey in the Steppe along the trains railroads, evoking colonialism, calcinated memories and the scars of the past.
The Taste of Koumiz
Writer
An inner journey in the Steppe along the trains railroads, evoking colonialism, calcinated memories and the scars of the past.
The Taste of Koumiz
Director
An inner journey in the Steppe along the trains railroads, evoking colonialism, calcinated memories and the scars of the past.
L'afrance
Writer
El Hadj is studying in Paris. He is one of the young Senegalese men who have come to Paris since the French colony became independent to get a good education so that he can serve his fatherland on his return. Unexpectedly he is suddenly confronted by a problem with his residence papers, just because he has arranged an extension too late. His pleasant life filled with good prospects has gone in one fell swoop. He faces a dilemma. He can stay illegally in France, the country where he feels at home, where he has his friends, has fallen in love and can drink water from the tap. Or he can return (without graduating) to the 3rd-world country of Senegal to use the knowledge he has acquired. It is not only a practical choice. It comes down to the question of who he is, who he thought he could be.
A Room For The Night
End of the seventies. Somewhere in the North of France, Frédéric, a 40-year-old, picks up Marlene, a young hitchhiker. They decide to spend the night at an inn.