7:30 PM: Competitive Program #7


Death/Destruction/Some Other Terrible Fate – Jeremy Moss
USA | 2016 | 8:36 min | digital
Spectacle of the disused and discontinued. They build in obsolescence. They plague us with updates.

Strange Vision of Seeing Things – Ryan Ferko
Serbia/Canada| 2016 | 14 min | digital
Time-spaces of post-Yugoslav Serbia: the empty lobby of a defunct industrial conglomerate’s headquarters in Belgrade; an unseen man describing tripping on acid during the 1999 NATO bombings; a mother and her young son visit ruins left by that same campaign. At first they appear in crisp HD, but cracks form, revealing dimensions beneath the smooth surface.

Strollers – Laura Bianco
Italy | 2017 | 3:54 min | digital
An horizontally extended frame selects that portion of the world belonging to children, dogs and strollers. Inside this unusual window on reality, casual characters enter and exit the scene, following a serendipitous rhythm of connections.

SAFSTOR – Adam Diller
USA | 2016 | 14:52 min | digital
SAFSTOR contrasts the physical presence of the Three Mile Island Nuclear Power Plant with the memories of local residents of the partial meltdown on March 28, 1979. The film explores archival materials and the contemporary landscape around the plant focusing on the significance of this event as indicative of our culture’s disconnection with the environment.

Baba Dana Talks to the Wolves – Ralitsa Doncheva
Bulgaria/Canada | 2015 | 10:45 min | 16mm to digital
An intimate portrait of Baba Dana, an 85 year-old Bulgarian woman who has chosen to spend her life in the mountains, away from people and cities.

Shape of a Surface – Nazli Dincel
Turkey / USA | 2017 | 9:09 min | 16mm to digital
The ground holds accounts of once pagan, then christian and now muslim ruins of the city built for Aphrodite. As she takes revenge on Narcissus, mirrors reveal what is seen and surfaces, limbs dismantle and marble turns flesh.

Speculations – Ben Balcom
USA | 2016 | 17:30 min | 16mm to digital
There is no way to begin. This catalogue of passing encounters traces the impersonal affects imprinted onto the city’s architecture. Some of these people we used to meet at random, maybe while out working or walking. They tell us about feeling their way through this precarious place. Most of them are gone now. The city soaks them up.