From a mysterious object to a candle flickering at night, these short films show us that cracks are how the light gets in. A mother wanders the city in search of her daughter, two men sit across the table in memory of their past. All is experienced, then rewritten endlessly: feminist lineages, gender stereotypes, drug use, friendships, sex work, relations of belonging.
Length: 84 min
The words I do not have yet
In “the words i do not have yet”, Phoebe Boswell pays homage to women who, “have used their bodies in protest when not permitted to use their voices.” In this layered work, both the written and spoken words of poet Audre Lorde and Kenyan writers Wambui Mwangi and Ndinda Kioko are superimposed atop original animated drawings of these contested bodies. The result is a choir of voices that are at once harmonious and discordant, exposing the complex intersection between individual and collective experiences of oppression.
Where is my body?
How has television influenced the formation of our individual and collective identity? Are television melodramas actually the antithesis of sentimental education? The true mediatic moral is revealed here, in a countercultural zapping that simultaneously weaves and breaks the canons and clichés that prevail in our society, where it is still difficult to find a space for diversity.
One like him
A young Jordanian man (Karim) must find a way to tell his childhood friend and first love (Ramzi) the truth about what happened twenty years ago, when a single moment changed both their lives. When he can’t find the words, the conversation repeats, becoming increasingly surreal until he loses control.