Stephane Coutelle

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SHORT FILM :: The Garden of Steven

Steven Crosby wakes up in Antigua, Guatemala with a mission: to convert as many locals as he can, armed with only some religious comic books and a couple words of high school Spanish. If he fails, his father, a preacher, will make Steven pack his things and return to Ohio to a life of menial work in the church. His attempts to bring the locals the good news are thwarted by comic misunderstanding, bad luck, and all manner of mishaps. Just as Steven is about to give up, he has a chance encounter with a sodden street vendor, who puts him on a journey to find a shadowy figure named Maximon—a mix of a Mayan God and a Catholic Saint, and the patron of sinners, prostitutes, and drunks. Steven meets a plucky little Mayan girl and a beautiful bartender who help Steven find Maximon, and himself, along the way. With their help, Steven takes the low road to unique brand of salvation. 

Directors
ROB SHORE
CHRIS KEENER

Isabelle Levistre :: Anamnèse

Brain Damage meets Vibronics feat. Parvez ♫ Sufferation

The Indian Army during World War I contributed a number of divisions and independent brigades to the European, Mediterranean and the Middle East theatres of war in World War I. One million Indian troops would serve overseas, of whom 62,000 died and another 67,000 were wounded. In total 74,187 Indian soldiers died during the war.

Sylvain Couzinet-Jacques

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SHORT FILM :: Wilkinson - Half Light

A night out in Belfast.

Shot on 16mm.

DIRECTOR
Aoife McArdle

Jack Spencer :: This Land

http://www.jackspencer.com

more Jack Spencer HERE and HERE

Diario Notturno 252

Sulla punta del molo un randagio gironzola annusando l'aria. Non c'è nessun altro, salvo la persona che mi ronza nella testa di cui non riesco a ricordare il nome. Ho in mente i lineamenti del suo volto, il portamento, certe frasi dette, ma non so più come si chiama.

Con il passare dei minuti affiorano dettagli ancora più precisi e con essi il timore di perdere per sempre qualcosa che mi riguarda. È come se a teatro, per un vuoto di memoria, attore e personaggio smettessero di essere tutt'uno, così che lo spettatore avverte con sgomento l'improvvisa separazione tra i due.

Riccardo Varini