Rapsodia Satanica

A short horror comedy following Muckman, that grotty dirty fellow who targets the elderly with his rot coated fingers, causing a fuss and being a bother.

I think I've killed someone is a 30-min short film about a young man witnessing a gruesome event. Unable to process it, he goes to his therapist to talk about it where a shocking revelation awaits him!

Collection of short films by various directors based on dreams, 42 seconds each. It was produced by the world's most awarded vodka "42 Below", known for doing things differently , with other Chinese User Generated Films.

It's July 4th at Dawson's Beach, and Jesse shows Hank an ominous note he received from someone who knows their romantic secret. The Southport Slasher Ben Willis sent a similar note to Julie James 25 years ago before wreaking havoc on the town, but that's just an old story. Is this some anniversary prank, or are they really in trouble? They and their girlfriends realize too late that they're in the wrong place at the wrong time... A queer horror fan film celebrating the 25th anniversary of the I Know What You Did Last Summer franchise, following the events of the original 1997 film (with a nod to the 1998 sequel).

In this dystopian vision of the America of 2018 where the Internet is co-opted, the media and education is compromised, a frazzled student sends the wrong message.

Animation, also of a new order in the recent series of short works. Mostly on black space, the figures in blue perform a very compact and jewel-like opera in surreal form, again to Satie’s piano music. Ideally, the film should be projected on a 30" wide white card sitting on a music stand, center stage of a large auditorium or music hall, with sound from the projector piped into the big speaker system. The film is most effective this way, but can be shown normal-size also

A poor Sicilian family of moles has to emigrate to the United States. On their journey, they meet a fox who offers to help them.

An estranged father, Eamonn, and his son, Sean, meet up after 15 years at a café in London to heal old wounds.

As the afternoon light fades, two kids play in the woods by a lake. When one of them disappears, the lake and its inhabitants take hold of the narrative and, when the darkness sets in, build up the walls of a maze that encircles the two kids. While one wanders through the forest searching for his friend, the silhouettes, textures and sounds of the forest slowly exert their mysterious grip.