TRAILERS

A visual meditation on creative sovereignty in the machine's age. A research-creation short film.

Sunmoon is a visual experiment in "blended reality," seamlessly integrating live-action with computer-generated animation. The film follows a young woman's confrontation with her inner selves: Piper, a bionic manifestation of her doubts; Phany, an animal spirit totem; and Sunmoon, her human core. As the timer counts down, poetry and imagination become the only tools left to bridge the gap between digital isolation and human emotion.

Told in the form of a mock documentary in 92 short parts, nineteen million people are left obsessed with birds and flight following a strange occurrence. A documentarian analyses the lives of all the survivors whose surnames begin with FALL to uncover the truth behind the event.

Aspiring writer Lucy Simon embarks on a psychedelic road trip to the planet Mars with her brash, unnamed drug dealer behind the wheel in this music-driven space adventure presented entirely through the use of close-up photography.

Henry, a newly resurrected cyborg who must save his wife/creator from the clutches of a psychotic tyrant with telekinetic powers, AKAN, and his army of mercenaries. Fighting alongside Henry is Jimmy, who is Henry's only hope to make it through the day. Hardcore Henry takes place over the course of one day, in Moscow, Russia.

An astronaut spending their last day on earth.

In a future without imagination, storytelling means recycling the past. A vintage tutorial, narrated by an AI, guides creators in combining fragments of old narratives, revealing that creation is construction, not invention.

Born from steel and glass Kino Kopf is created by two inventors. They are assembled by their mother, a nurturing artist, and their Father a greedy entrepreneur. Kino Kopf is the first of its kind a sentient humanoid VHS camera. They are given a life by their mother but presented to the world by their father. Kino Kopf is the next big sensation and spurs a technological revolution. They are soon forgotten and alone as new models surpass them. Kino Kopf is left alone to contemplate if they ever had a soul, as visions of an electric cowboy dance through their dreams.

Three witnesses to the invasion. Three accounts. Are they observing the same thing? Were there any warning signs? And, after all they’ve seen and heard, are they even competent to offer a reliable report? The purpose of this film is to demonstrate that an effort to construct functions known not to exist may on occasion produce interesting frauds.

An assortment of obscure private obsessions, conspiracies and perversions flicker on the verge of incoherence against the context of vast cosmic disaster in Rouzbeh Rashidi’s boldest film to date. This sensory onslaught combines a homage to the subversive humour of Luis Buñuel and Joao Cesar Monteiro with the visionary scope of a demented science fiction epic.

In this mesmerizing experimental film, Stephen King television mini-series The Langoliers is compressed and transformed through hypnotic black and white collage animation that meticulously reconstructs and reshapes its supernatural drama to an eerie and profound effect.

Munich by night. A lonely robot makes its way into the big city. Dance, dance, dance!

In a gargantuan city lurking in the sky, powerful immortals who have become jaded with eternal life. Most of their time is spent monotonously constructing bizarre and unusual objects while waiting for the ultimate gift to arrive.

In a near future shaped by a five-degree rise in global temperature, Raj moves through a flooded Singapore, his body already showing signs of adaptation: webbed fingers, elongated limbs, a changed physical relationship to water, heat and survival. As he traces the origins of the first alphabets through Pali, Sanskrit and Vedic languages, his journey continues toward polluted New Delhi, where the air has become almost unbreathable. Between climate collapse, bodily mutation and the memory of ancient forms of language, the film imagines how human communication and perception may transform in a world where the body itself is forced to evolve.

From turbulence to stillness, light and matter pass through a succession of transformations. Amid shifting particles and luminous forms, chaos gradually gives way to revelation.

A patient escapes from a lunatic asylum and encounters a woman being pursued by a seemingly indestructible maniacal goon employed by a mysterious mobster. He decides to help her, but nothing is what it seems. Not even the past.

She walks among booties, backsides, butt cracks, bums, cabooses and asses, tushes and buttocks. Big butts, back ends, booties. In the relentless quest to find fewer assholes and more great asses.

The world is getting more modern, people are starting to try to use metaverse technology. This gave rise to new ways of having fun, worshiping gods, and even strange ways of living.

The Hypergaussian Wars is an AI-generated feature-length audiovisual work exploring algorithmic warfare, obsolete media and the transformation of images through repetition, saturation and collapse. Built from thousands of generated images, synthetic landscapes and references to 14th–16th century painting, the film stages a continuous conflict between historical visual culture and contemporary computational systems. Fragments of obsolete video games, ruined architectures, military simulations and post-human figures circulate through increasingly unstable environments. Rather than telling a linear story, the film operates as an image system in which visual excess progressively erodes meaning. The Hypergaussian Wars reflects on memory, obsolescence, artificial intelligence and the persistence of images after their original function has disappeared.

A documentary like no other. Starting with the bizarre practices and fantasies of a group of filmmakers working under the label Experimental Film Society, it spins off into a manifesto of light and sound. This dazzling journey through a view of cinema as cosmic ritual and erotic delirium is also an idiosyncratic celebration of the medium itself. Rouzbeh Rashidi’s ornate visual style unleashes a parade of visionary scenes that redefine movie magic as a fevered hallucination.