Colorist
Wake and soil, skin and voice: Hope Strickland's film locates a legacy of slavery and colonial exploitation beneath the archive's official chronicle, in the deep historical memory of the body. "If I could name you myself (I would hold you forever)" sings an alternate history of resistance—familial, elemental, and sensuous.
Colorist
Harry has been partying for 48 hours when he meets Johannes on the dance floor of a club in Berlin. With 15 hours until his flight home, Johannes offers to help him print his boarding pass. This mundane task leads to a day together wandering the city. The contrasts in their lives and values force each one to confront their own truths.
