Directing
Trace (the film) is inspired by a 1984 show by Noemi Lapzeson. A dance film for the camera, directed by Daniel Böhm
Four woman of different generations. Their bodies and faces confronted with a tender and ruthless camera. Explicit and implicit movements; intimacy, shyness and extravagance in a mysterious choreography. A magnifying glass that explores and amplifies their moods, and silences: a shared loneliness.
Lo Rojo is an experimental collaboration between a musician, a filmmaker and a dancer. The film obsessively explores the dancer's movement to the rhythm of Murga, the popular Mardi Gras music of Buenos Aires. The gaze of the camera enters the female body, making its shapes explode into multiple fragments: the heartbeat, the blood, the red.
MARCIAL’S VERSION juxtaposes reality with illusion, in a manner reminiscent of the ‘Film Noir’ style of the 40’s. Filmed in the underbelly of Buenos Aires, the film plunges the viewer in the murky investigation of a crime where love, money and betrayal are all intricately woven together. With seductive strains of Tango in the background, the viewer is jarred by the counterpoint between Marcial's discourse - his version of the events as told to the police - versus the truth on the screen.
Cyberspace grows without limits, yet mental time is not infinite. Webcam Star Alan do Oro opens up a world to come, where flesh, sexuality and intimacy meet the immense possibilities of cybernetics and the posthuman. Sensuality is in slowness, and the space of information is too extensive and fast to elaborate upon it intensively and deeply. At the point of intersection between electronic science fiction and organic cybertime lies the fundamental matter of contemporary porn. Performed by Alan do Oro.
CRAZY BELCHES OUT A GHOST. From there on the two women, almost Siamese in their connection, will fight until one remains. The film's explores cinema and dance from a perspective outside either discipline's language
Four men share one apartment, unaware of each other's presence : they are all one and the same man, at different stages of his life. Suddenly, something goes wrong and for a brief moment all their paths intersect. The camera witnesses this instant through a poetic investigation on male bonding and movement.
A woman locks herself in the bathroom. It’s late at night and everything -and everybody- will remain outside her small, claustrophobic world. But before the new day arrives he will knock at the door. This is a combination of dance and the cinematic exploration of the tension between loneliness and contact, a tension we could call intimacy.
