Steffen Ludwig
Nascimento : 1996-08-14, Paderborn, Germany
Screenplay
August Klar has a dream. He’s trying to make a movie, that has never been done before. His ambitions are high, his methods are unconventional and to some extendeds even absurd - But his biggest obstacle is: August has no clue how to make a movie. The Documentary „How to Poetry Film“ follows the young Slam Poet through the Development process of his first shortfilm and dares to take a look at what lies between Euphoria and Rock Bottom while portraying the mind of wild creative that struggles to catch up with his ideas...
Editor
August Klar has a dream. He’s trying to make a movie, that has never been done before. His ambitions are high, his methods are unconventional and to some extendeds even absurd - But his biggest obstacle is: August has no clue how to make a movie. The Documentary „How to Poetry Film“ follows the young Slam Poet through the Development process of his first shortfilm and dares to take a look at what lies between Euphoria and Rock Bottom while portraying the mind of wild creative that struggles to catch up with his ideas...
Sound
August Klar has a dream. He’s trying to make a movie, that has never been done before. His ambitions are high, his methods are unconventional and to some extendeds even absurd - But his biggest obstacle is: August has no clue how to make a movie. The Documentary „How to Poetry Film“ follows the young Slam Poet through the Development process of his first shortfilm and dares to take a look at what lies between Euphoria and Rock Bottom while portraying the mind of wild creative that struggles to catch up with his ideas...
Director
August Klar has a dream. He’s trying to make a movie, that has never been done before. His ambitions are high, his methods are unconventional and to some extendeds even absurd - But his biggest obstacle is: August has no clue how to make a movie. The Documentary „How to Poetry Film“ follows the young Slam Poet through the Development process of his first shortfilm and dares to take a look at what lies between Euphoria and Rock Bottom while portraying the mind of wild creative that struggles to catch up with his ideas...
Producer
The world is falling apart, right before our eyes. Do we engage in it's problems? Or do we rather let us fall into the comfy space of ignorance and escapism? An associative music video that ventures into a split consciousness, distorted by radiant surfaces and stranding impressions. The visuals are curated by the indie-folk band Mount Winslow.
Editor
The world is falling apart, right before our eyes. Do we engage in it's problems? Or do we rather let us fall into the comfy space of ignorance and escapism? An associative music video that ventures into a split consciousness, distorted by radiant surfaces and stranding impressions. The visuals are curated by the indie-folk band Mount Winslow.
Writer
The world is falling apart, right before our eyes. Do we engage in it's problems? Or do we rather let us fall into the comfy space of ignorance and escapism? An associative music video that ventures into a split consciousness, distorted by radiant surfaces and stranding impressions. The visuals are curated by the indie-folk band Mount Winslow.
Director
The world is falling apart, right before our eyes. Do we engage in it's problems? Or do we rather let us fall into the comfy space of ignorance and escapism? An associative music video that ventures into a split consciousness, distorted by radiant surfaces and stranding impressions. The visuals are curated by the indie-folk band Mount Winslow.
Screenplay
Maren is overwhelmed by the burden of motherhood. When she finds out that her "son" is secretly transgender, she anxiously avoids any open conversation. Soon enough she has to face the fact that there is no way of ignoring her true child...
Director
Maren is overwhelmed by the burden of motherhood. When she finds out that her "son" is secretly transgender, she anxiously avoids any open conversation. Soon enough she has to face the fact that there is no way of ignoring her true child...