Marcos Pimentel

Juan has become the laughingstock of the small fishing village, due to his wife being unfaithful and getting pregnant by another man. He has left fishing and now obsessively cares for an ostentatious mansion of a wealthy family from the capital. One day, the young son of the owner shows up at the house, without his father's permission and loaded with alcohol, with a foreign friend and a village girl they just met. During the course of the weekend, Juan will be forced to make decisions that will affect the rest of his life.

The work is inspired by Shakespeare's play "Twelfth Night", and the whole narrative is built around the festivities of the Folia de Reis and an unexpected love born of this tradition.

Isabella, Jonata and Pedro are stuck at home for a weekend. Distressed by the state of the world and financial difficulties, the trio decides to go out on the streets of a dystopian São Paulo to relax, which allows them to meet many individuals in a similar situation, causing tragicomic and fantastic situations.

Breath is a creative documentary about human existence and the mysteries of life and death, seen in the everyday life of a small village in the middle of nowhere, in the countryside of Brazil, where families have lived for years, almost completely isolated from contact with the outside world. Wind, dust, mountains, silence and time… Man and nature live together there in both harmony and conflict, amidst what is and what could be, in the vastness of a landscape grander than vision can grasp.

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The film tells the story of a woman who lives in a village of mining workers.

Documentary built with homemade pictures about everyday life in the twentieth century.

A film about absence, narrated from the experiences of people who experience feelings of absence and distance, spread across Brazil, Portugal, Angola, Mozambique and Cape Verde. The body, landscape, memory and time. Stories and places built with remembrance, oblivion and invention. A journey through the territories of memory, representation and belonging.

The documentary starts from the religious conflicts that exist in Rio de Janeiro and Belo Horizonte's favelas and suburbs to analyze the growing conservative wave that hovers over the country.

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The walls in the Brazilian city of Belo Horizonte are inundated with painted pictures and words, from stunning murals to old-school graffiti, and from enigmatic cries from the heart to furious cursing. Marcos Pimentel uses his mostly static camera to capture an impressive number of these public statements.

An albino boy named Sanã lives on the island of Lençóis, an untouched paradise in northeastern Maranhão state. Surrounded by dunes, he is mimicked in a very white landscape, under a scalding sun from which he cannot escape. In this microcosm ruled by wind and the tides, Sanã builds his own private world.

Documentary about dreams and desires of ordinary people, about fuels that move us daily: happiness, recognition, financial stability, marriage, health, fun, a few pounds less, enjoyment, overcoming or even a simple and humble kite.

A documentary about the dreams and wishes of common people. Small stories from the everyday lives of different people who have simple, anonymous routines and who develop their stories far removed from the traditional postal cards of a city. The protagonists are heroes of the domestic scene, who deploy their days with much patience and no tears. With no great victories or large defeats... and without desisting from fighting for their small accomplishments. A subjective essay about private minimal spheres.

The dancers and their forms. Their pains. Their dreams.

Over the rubble and debris of contemporary cities, the new urban warriors improvise daily on streets and ruins.

The horror and sublime of the urban environment are in constant change, in a time where nothing is finished or definite. Construction and destruction, systole and diastole are expressed in the poetics of the contemporary polis.

“I navigate the memory of Cuba. Without maps, without compass, with a camera.” With these words, Marcos Pimentel begins his film, a second-year assignment at the Cuban film academy EICTV.