DAY 1 , 17 JULY, 18:30
Digital Media and Performance Lab (DMPL)
At Dawn the Flowers Open the Gates of Paradise
13m26s, United Kingdom, Directed by Mela Hilleard
13m26s, United Kingdom, Directed by Mela Hilleard
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Framed entirely in an iris this film follows Akiko who uses her access to people’s rooms as a housekeeper in a London hotel to photograph the remnants of people's stays – used bedsheets moulded by both sleep and sleeplessness. After she discovers the love of her life – Oskar who is married – she retreats to her photographs. Creating a cocoon from her images, an altar to lie on, she withdraws into her sanctuary. The next day, in place of her freed spirit, flies a white butterfly.
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Raindog
13m16s, United Kingdom, Directed by Euan Munro
13m16s, United Kingdom, Directed by Euan Munro
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‘Raindog’ is a sci-fi drama that explores the prevailing debates around AI while showing the consequences that arise from the pursuit of knowledge. It follows two young programmers, each with contrasting personalities, and how they manage the problems that ensue after their once promising AI venture descends into turmoil. The film is shot in one static angle, placing the viewer in the perspective of the machine itself, as it watches the chaos unfold when the two young men try and cope with the realisation that their cryptic discovery is irreversible.
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Top View of my Brain as a Crime Scene
12m35s, Germany, Directed by Luzia Vita Johow
12m35s, Germany, Directed by Luzia Vita Johow
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In a forest clearing sits a woman, did something horrible happen? All she knows is that the children are dead or gone. Authorities and allies scurry around the crime scene, some interrogating, some reassuring. Witness, victim and suspect combined, she wrestles with the feeling that she may be to blame. Shot on 16mm film ‘Top View of my Brain as a Crime Scene’ blends narrative fiction with the experimental while debating the role of childless-women in today´s society, and capturing the mystifying and vivid nature of dreams.
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DAY 2, 18 JULY, 18:00
Digital Media and Performance Lab (DMPL)
Chrysalis
11m22s, Iceland, Directed by Eydís Eir Björnsdóttir
11m22s, Iceland, Directed by Eydís Eir Björnsdóttir
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After being diagnosed with Tourette’s syndrome, 13-year-old Vanesska tries to come to terms with her new reality. In the process of adjusting to this she develops an alter ego ‘Katla’, whose curious and almost alien persona helps Vanesska to develop her confidence and self-expression, and to ultimately prevail through the new challenges brought up by her recent diagnosis. The film recognises that many of our problems and neuroses come from the barriers created by our society, family, and culture; and maintains that it is important to still try and express ourselves genuinely and honestly regardless of them.
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Hope Stained Portraits
8m55s, Venezuela, Directed by Fabiana Piscitelli Gil
8m55s, Venezuela, Directed by Fabiana Piscitelli Gil
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"Hope stained portraits was born with the intention to represent the current situation of Venezuelans, especially during these times of maximum humanitarian crisis, where the need to survive leads people to take actions and make decisions that the world see as illogical and without reason. In the name of love, for the country we were born in, for the family.
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Little Women
14m59s, Slovenia, Directed by Nika Jurman
14m59s, Slovenia, Directed by Nika Jurman
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An ambitious but somewhat lazy village photographer tries to survive in the big city. To earn some money and shine in a prestigious society, she attends a posh party. Hanging out with the people there, she decides to radically change her life. Can she make it without killing anyone in the process?
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Pulvis Es (You Are Dust)
9m03, Portugal, Directed by Micael Espinha
9m03, Portugal, Directed by Micael Espinha
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Lisbon is deserted, its landscape altered by climate change, stationary shots show a city still aside from the gentle stirring of dust in the wind. Gigantic sand dunes pile up against the city’s decaying walls and now untraversed streets, and with the waters of the Tagus receded, left in its place is a desolate plane of dry land. Now vacant of people, there is no one to disturb the piling sand, books lie on the floor, half-rotten – signs of a civilization that has since disappeared. A poem is transmitted into space.
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