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An old man cashes in all his possessions and sets off on a journey to the Tohoku region in late autumn. Along the way, he visits a friend on his deathbed and develops a faint affection for an elegant old woman, but the purpose of his journey is actually to find a place to die. He gives a large sum of money to a young couple, who are poor but have a dream for the future, and tries to throw himself into the sea. The movie depicts the loneliness of an old man who has lost his wife.

1961 Japanese movie

Éva, an eleven-year-old girl with the class plays a war of numbers. She wanders away from his peers and gets lost, as she is chased by a shadow. She finds refuge in an old medieval church in the middle of the forest.

1919, fragments of the Qing Empire. A young Red Army soldier leads a Tuvan arat into the city to be shot because he helped a small detachment of Cossacks escape from encirclement. But a seemingly simple task does not go according to plan and along the way the heroes have to go through many tests.

A tale of the wind, a camera is travelling across an ocean to reach turbulent landscapes. Wind instruments, rustles, waves of every form, on the land and into the images, the wind modulates time and space.

Neither this shore of this life nor the other shore of the after life. Had I crossed the other shore? It was a world created by light, shadow, people, and scenery captured on a small camera. A single moment captured on a single frame of 8mm film, small enough to fit on a finger, becomes a continuous string of life when played back.I must have held my breath, steadying my handheld camera as if contemplating, as I crossed the other shore. The footage ended with a view of the ocean at dawn in the middle of winter in the northern country. No, it wasn't over. A long time ago, a friend from my film school days told me, while drunk, "You should live your life like you're singing." I was nowhere near able to live that lightly, but after that, I spent several years creating this film. I drifted with a single will, and I think I finally finished it, even though it was unfinished. At the time, I couldn't respond to my friend's words, but even now I don't know if “Move like a Wind" was my answer.

Biegga savkala duoddara duohken lea soames (The wind whispers there is someone behind the tundra) shows a travel in time. The dancers travel in powerful landscape and meet their Sámi ancestors.

The story is about a hunter who, in his quest to find his dog, encounters a mountaineer who has lost his way. The mountaineer seeks refuge at the hunter's house for the night and slowly comes to realize that not all is as it appears.

The 15-minute film features the interwoven cycle of life and death through the codependent mother-and-daughter relationship after grandpa's “disappearance”, together with the Eastern spirituality and belief in transmigration in nature that carries the life of human beings.

Lost comedy film from Georges Méliès.

About the all-consuming power of love.

About the first childhood love of fifth-grader Peka for his classmate Allochka Nikolskaya - the little swan figure skater from Tchaikovsky's ballet with dragonfly wings, and about the first disappointments.

Young Muslim transman Adam Harry dreams of becoming a commercial pilot. After escaping pernicious family persecution, he is armed with a Kerala government scholarship, a growing fanbase, and media presence. Will this be enough to help Adam defy bureaucratic discrimination and continue his training to become the first transgender commercial pilot of Indian origin?

The films is a memoir of an old man - a garbage truck driver. The patterns is about his past military life, from which to him seems to revert his dead son.

A trendy taxi-driver races through the streets of Dakar. His passenger is a western, blonde young lady who doesn't seem in the least interested in her surroundings. He tries to catch her attention and breaks the silence by saying: 'I can even see the wind pass by.'

The rituals and the ancient carols practised by the shepherd communities in the Carpathian Mountains are nothing short of those of the ancient Greek and Roman rituals.