The tourmente (blizzard ) is a snowstorm that disorients and leads astray. In French, it is also the name given to a melancholy caused by the harshness and length of winters. Wherever this storm blows, men erected bell towers to call back the lost. And shepherds, in the course of their transhumance, used their flocks to invoke lost or forgotten souls. Guided by the bells of a herd and by the evocations of the lost, this film is a journey through the tourmoils; those of the mountains and of the winter, those of bodies and of the souls, those which reveal to us that what nature cannot obtain from our reason, it obtains from our madness.
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Inspired by real events, this tragic fiction about the living conditions of three cousins is also a portrait of the Nanterre shantytown. René Vautier returned to the country in 1969, two years before the creation of the UPCB (Central Brittany Production Unit). He then directed one of his first short films of “social intervention” focused on migration.
In Italian Somalia in 1934, a powerful colonist is running a vast estate with many indigenous workers, helped by a young, energetic and well-liked overseer. Then the colonist's beautiful, innocent daughter who had remained in her home country arrives, eager to experience the romance of Africa, full of exotic animals and human beings with strange, delightfully primitive customs. The young people fall in love, but the landowner vehemently rejects what he sees as an inappropriate match. The young overseer leaves and finds consolation in the arms of a beautiful native woman, but the tribe and her husband strongly and tragically oppose this.
UntitledA letter to The Republic To all those racists with hypocritical tolerance To all those who built their nations on blood Now portraying themselves as preachers To all those wealth looters Murderers of Africans, All those colonialists Torturers of Algerians, This colonial past is yours It was you who intertwined our stories Now you must be held responsible for your actions You smell like blood, even if you bathe in perfume We are not here by accident Each arrival has its own departure. You developed a taste for immigration But now you suffer from indigestion. (...)
UntitledI drift for several hours in the streets of Santiago in Chile, camera in the hand. In a district close to the Palace of Moneda, a man stands rigidly in the middle of the footpath. His body has become numb from years of solitude and suffering. Only the occasional glance from frightened passers-by connects him to society.
UntitledLogorama explores the extent to which logos are embedded in our daily existence. In the words of members of H5, "Logorama presents us with an over-marketed world built only from logos and real trademarks that are destroyed by a series of natural disasters (including an earthquake and a tidal wave of oil). Logotypes are used to describe an alarming universe (similar to the one that we are living in) with all the graphic signs that accompany us in our everyday lives. This over-organized universe is violently transformed when the cataclysm becomes fantastic and absurd. It shows the victory of the creative against the rational, where nature and human fantasy triumph.”
UntitledLepers banished to a Greek island. A society that organises itself to resist rejection and abandonment. In 1904, the Greek government decided to confine lepers, considered dangerous to society, in the fortress of Spinalonga, a peninsula north of Crete. There, while they await death, they seek a living. Raimondakis, the son of a lawyer, is their spokesman. He does not accept being locked up in handcuffs when he has committed no crime. He does not want to be pitied, he just needs love. Pollet is commissioned by the pharmaceutical company Sandoz to talk about the last days of leprosy in Europe, which he transforms into a profound reflection on the differences between the disease and the supposed normality. The camera travels through the abandoned spaces of the Greek island of Spinalonga, officially called Kalydon, a leper colony from 1904 to 1956, the year in which an effective treatment put an end to compulsory confinement and the sick began to be transferred to hospitals in Athens.
UntitledThe wolves, "Those savage animals from children's stories, aren't dead (that too was a lie). No one will guide you on this journey (that too was a lie)." Francisco Ruiz de Infante, 1995.
Untitled"I am not reassured by my night walks, nor the still memory". 3 Mostra de Vídeo Independent de Barcelona 1996.
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