Festival internazionale Segni della Notte - Urbino |
International Festival Signs of the Night - Urbino |
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18° Festival internazionale Segni della Notte - Urbino (4° Editione) - March 24th - 28th, 2021 ONLINE EDITION9 |
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Urbino March 26th - 28th, 2021 Online |
The rise of mining made post-communist Mongolia the fastest growing economy in the world in 2012. However, the poor were not profiting from this booming industry, and climate change plus overgrazing were leading to vast desertification. According to Mongolian shamanistic belief violation of nature by men provokes the anger of the ruling spirits or the ‘masters of the land’. Texts by shamaness Kyrgys Khurak and Hungarian poet Ferenc Juhasz, who experienced the painful initiation of a shaman in 1957, cut the medium long shots. Interweaving the rich spiritual Mongol tradition with a visual portrait of the country, Masters of the Land submerges the viewer in an intoxicating finale. |
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This film is about a woman's body in constant transition. About how our bodies are reconfigured through pain - the kind that only we know about. About how pain determines our identity as a woman - menstruation, childbirth, perimenopause, menopause. About how we navigate the world with our new identities - even the ones we don't completely understand. This film is about my body in constant transition. |
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One day, one hundred and fifty years ago, thousands of antelopes threw themselves into the sea together.
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Two mothers answer interview questions about their daughters. They took completely opposite actions to their own daughters. That was to relive their own lives over again... In Japan, women are bound to their homes. Discarding their own surnames to become a wife and take over the home. The husband is called the head of the family and the wife is called the one in the home. Although times may change, the oppression of women certainly exists. Freeing their unfulfilled wishes through their daughters. The everlasting stories of these women who keep dreaming. |
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Something disturbing is brewing out there. Strange figures appear. They are gathering. What do they want? Is it a menace or is it the salvation? The rise of the grouse king begins. |
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The photographic eye-blow of a fraction of a second ... forever spellbound on a picture. The viewer slowly delves into the evolving, and brought to life motive. Restless light penetrates through overgrown windows and wanders over surfaces. A bird-like creature explores the abandoned embassies. The resulting unrest seems briefly to bring spaces and things out of their paralysis. Through this resurrection, they rise up against their transience, their oblivion, declaring themselves however they can, their being and memories, before their energies fade again and everything sinks back into an enduring sleep...
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An elderly mute woman finds herself on a remote island, where she subsequently meets a young man who longs to visit his mother |
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Lilith, the fairy, the black moon, banished wife from men and their gods whom she claimed to be equal, a wandering madonna of Aleppo and Gaza, light trickles through the folds of her veil, makes her pellucid, crystalline.
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It is the artistic documentation of aesthetic swarm intelligence. The middle part of the essay film gives the impression that the starlings did their meditative rounds only for my cameras after my direction. These six minutes essentially consist of an en bloc shot, which I adjusted to the track frame-accurately with only a few cuts. I leave the stage to
the swarms of starlings, they are art! It's about perception.
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