Review: Nails in My Brain (2020)
A young man wanders through the ruin of what could be his childhood home full of memories and questions that feel like nails in his brain.
A young man wanders through the ruin of what could be his childhood home full of memories and questions that feel like nails in his brain.
Technically competent, narratively elliptical and ambiguous, I’m Not Telling You Anything, Just Sayin’ is a potential festival darling.
It all begins with an old suitcase Vladimir, assuming the role of the narrator and our principal guide, finds in the attic of his late mother’s house.
One particular kiosk on a busy location of Paris’ Place Victor Hugo is in focus of Alexandra Pinelli’s documentary The Kiosk
War is by no means a narrative film, but more of a poetic experience
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