Co-Producer
How the last King of the Belgians becomes the first Emperor of Europe.
Writer
Perhaps the most ebullient “musical” you’ll see this year, Marc-Henri Wajnberg’s singular documentary/fiction hybrid follows a group of street children in the Congolese capital.
Director
Perhaps the most ebullient “musical” you’ll see this year, Marc-Henri Wajnberg’s singular documentary/fiction hybrid follows a group of street children in the Congolese capital.
Producer
Em 1967, Jorgen Leth realizou um curta-metragem de 12 minutos chamado The Perfect Human. Fã incondicional desse curta, Lars Von Trier desafiou o veterano diretor a produzir cinco remakes desse mesmo filme. Sempre no comando da situação, Von Trier coloca todo tipo de obstáculo, com o intento deliberado de tornar as coisas difíceis, e num dos episódios ele manda o sexagenário Leth até Cuba, para filmar em condições muito adversas. Em outro momento, ele ordena que um dos remakes seja feito em desenho animado. Exercício de estilo e poder, o documentário tenta desvendar as concessões e as limitações que os realizadores enfrentam para viabilizarem suas produções.
Writer
The testimony of an artist who continues to believe in the socialist ideal. The story of a man who loves women.
Director
The testimony of an artist who continues to believe in the socialist ideal. The story of a man who loves women.
Producer
t's 6:20 a.m. The camera pans a slew of alarm clocks that start to ring simultaneously, all set to awaken a solitary middle-aged man. The alarms are elaborate: in addition to traditional clocks, horns blow, bright lights flash, and a pot even blows smoke at the sleeper. After several minutes, the bed itself finally bounces him to his feet and he begins to make his way through his house, slowly, keeping only a step ahead of things falling, or cutting through the air head high. He grabs his coat, shambles out the door - and it becomes apparent why it is he must wake up. These surprising duties completed, it's time for an espresso. It arrives like clockwork, right on schedule.
Writer
t's 6:20 a.m. The camera pans a slew of alarm clocks that start to ring simultaneously, all set to awaken a solitary middle-aged man. The alarms are elaborate: in addition to traditional clocks, horns blow, bright lights flash, and a pot even blows smoke at the sleeper. After several minutes, the bed itself finally bounces him to his feet and he begins to make his way through his house, slowly, keeping only a step ahead of things falling, or cutting through the air head high. He grabs his coat, shambles out the door - and it becomes apparent why it is he must wake up. These surprising duties completed, it's time for an espresso. It arrives like clockwork, right on schedule.
Director
t's 6:20 a.m. The camera pans a slew of alarm clocks that start to ring simultaneously, all set to awaken a solitary middle-aged man. The alarms are elaborate: in addition to traditional clocks, horns blow, bright lights flash, and a pot even blows smoke at the sleeper. After several minutes, the bed itself finally bounces him to his feet and he begins to make his way through his house, slowly, keeping only a step ahead of things falling, or cutting through the air head high. He grabs his coat, shambles out the door - and it becomes apparent why it is he must wake up. These surprising duties completed, it's time for an espresso. It arrives like clockwork, right on schedule.
Slapstick - a tribute to 100 years of cinema: authorities, in their efforts to create order, often create disorder, not noticing this.
Director
Jack has a tenor saxophone and he plays jazz. In the 1950s, in the Belgian harbor town Antwerp, there is not a lot off future for a jazz musician. Jack and his band try to earn a living by playing at weddings and the odd tea party, usually resulting in mixed emotions and hilarious scenes. Most of the time, he earns a living by unloading bananas in the Antwerp docks. Jack is convinced that New York is the place to be for a jazz musician, but where will he get the money for the big trip? And what is more important: a woman or a saxophone?
Frédérique
Placide's dad tells him on his deathbed he'll haunt Placide if he doesn't find a wife soon. Placide cautiously agrees, but he only wants to settle for a very beautiful woman. That might be easier said than done, since he is a vagabond. When he accidentally enters a photo shoot, Placide meets Sarah. He falls in love, but she is way out of his reach.
Writer
A female vampire must bathe in the blood of virgins in order to stay alive. The trouble is that virgins are in short supply nowadays, and she is running into major problems in finding one.
Vladimir
A female vampire must bathe in the blood of virgins in order to stay alive. The trouble is that virgins are in short supply nowadays, and she is running into major problems in finding one.
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