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Dreamland Accented by collaged radio audio fog of alien invasion paranoia, oneiric images from Serbia fuse with the Canadian Shield of northern Quebec. Dreamland is a conjuring of spectres through hypnotic frequencies; a journey through alien landscapes and brutalist dreams.

Worth How Many Words Promotional film on the use, application, and benefits of photography and film produced for the Eastman Kodak Company.

Running in Circles Two different perspectives of experiencing Robert Smithson's Spiral Jetty.

God of Vengeance A Jewish brothel owner attempts to become respectable by commissioning a Torah scroll and marrying off his daughter to a yeshiva student.

Kuma-Ching A bellicose Eastern power organizes a complicated plan to obtain the services of Professor Diego de Alcántara, a Spanish atomic scientist and father of Lola, a famous singer.

Diddie Wa Diddie A French speaking otherworldly creature shows a recently separated couple what their true emotional needs and desires are.

Place Forces already occupying a home have their own ideas about the sudden presence of a trio moving in.

Fuiste ma un verano... The life of a young artist from his childhood to his triumph.

Hearth Emilie comes back home after renting her house to complete strangers online. Too bad she will never know what really happened during her absence.

The Neon Slime Mixtape Neon and slime are more important in life than sleep and hamburgers. So it’s only natural for AGFA and Bleeding Skull! to team up with life’s most essential ingredients to deliver a mixtape that’s more essential than life itself. THE NEON SLIME MIXTAPE is a hallucinogenic compilation that celebrates gore-soaked, gloop-drenched, direct-to-video genre anarchy from the 1980s and 90s. Coked-out demons! Extraterrestrial aerobics! Barbie dolls that kill!! Featuring digest versions of our favorite DIY slimers, ultra-rare trailers, and unseen clips from beyond the otherverse, THE NEON SLIME MIXTAPE will rip off your head and blast your spirit through the cosmos -- and that’s only the first fifteen minutes. (Joseph A. Ziemba)