Víctor Luiz Riona

출생 : 1997-07-01, Madrid, Spain

참여 작품

Drifting Clouds
Executive Producer
"This narrative begins in an extraordinarily simple way. A camera, some friends, a whole day..." A film about memory, love, the nouvelle vague and making movies with friends.
Drifting Clouds
Writer
"This narrative begins in an extraordinarily simple way. A camera, some friends, a whole day..." A film about memory, love, the nouvelle vague and making movies with friends.
Drifting Clouds
Director
"This narrative begins in an extraordinarily simple way. A camera, some friends, a whole day..." A film about memory, love, the nouvelle vague and making movies with friends.
Distant Lights
Writer
A woman wanders the places that once meant something about her past love. There, between the darkness, the memories and the shadows of the day, she thinks she sees him. She remembers fragments of a life... perhaps lived, perhaps only desired...
Distant Lights
Executive Producer
A woman wanders the places that once meant something about her past love. There, between the darkness, the memories and the shadows of the day, she thinks she sees him. She remembers fragments of a life... perhaps lived, perhaps only desired...
Distant Lights
Director
A woman wanders the places that once meant something about her past love. There, between the darkness, the memories and the shadows of the day, she thinks she sees him. She remembers fragments of a life... perhaps lived, perhaps only desired...
FOMO
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Individuo-Espacio-Tiempo en el cine de Lisandro Alonso
Editor
Individuo-Espacio-Tiempo en el cine de Lisandro Alonso
Director
I woke up in a place without shadows
Editor
The body of a young woman emerges from the most infinite darkness. Doesn't seem to recognize the place. Like a long and endless dream it is swallowed up by its surroundings. Look to one side and the other. Time seems to stop. Something is chasing her. Is it a noise? Maybe it's nothing. The nothing.
I woke up in a place without shadows
Director
The body of a young woman emerges from the most infinite darkness. Doesn't seem to recognize the place. Like a long and endless dream it is swallowed up by its surroundings. Look to one side and the other. Time seems to stop. Something is chasing her. Is it a noise? Maybe it's nothing. The nothing.