On her birthday, 11-year-old Angeliki jumps off the balcony to her death with a smile on her face. An investigation is started as to the reason for this apparent suicide, but the family keeps insisting that it was an accident. Continue reading
In 1969 Athens, a 10 year old boy struggles to come to terms with the sudden death of his father.
…Panayotopoulou brings a rewarding psychological acuity to the way she traces the boy’s tortured reaction, and this extends to the sober, mature performances elicited from the rest of the cast and the unshowy expressiveness of the camerawork.
WH, TimeOut London
Synopsis: Anna lives with her dog Manu. She thinks they will live together forever. When he dies, she buries him in the garden of the family across the street. But unlike Manu, the happy, bustling family does not need her love and affection. September is that ambivalent mood, between endings and beginnings, a struggle to find meaning and happiness out of life’s ordinariness.
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In 1907, in the parts of Greece that are liberated, not all Greeks feel free and the biggest ranges of the Thessalian valley are owned by a few big landowners. The farmers who are forced to work like slaves find in Marinos, a well educated young man, their ideal
representative. Odysseus, son of one of the big landowners, supports Marinos and conflicts with his father and brother, a conflict with a tragic end. Continue reading
While vacationing in Greece with her second husband, Louis Silverman (although she wasn’t all that keen in taking his surname in marriage, director DORIS WISHMAN was more than happy to add her hubby’s handle to her ever-expanding list of pseudonyms), Wishman stumbled upon a small-time film company in desperate need of funds, ultimately returning home with the rights to The Hot Month of August and Passion Fever – purloining both productions for less than $4000. En route back to New York, Doris absentmindedly left her briefcase containing both August and Fever’s translated scripts on a train, forcing her to rewrite the narratives from scratch while overdubbing the original dialogue (a prevalent practice throughout her entire career). Continue reading
Singapore Sling, seen here in its world premiere, could very well become this year’s runaway cult hit. A wonderfully outrageous expose of the innermost recess of human sexuality treated with a brashness and candour worthy of de Sade, this film does not hesitate to peel away layer after layer of human sensuality and physical stimulation that almost undefinable point where the distance between pain and pleasure begins to disappear. Singapore Sling is friendless, homeless and always broke; he is always chasing after lost causes, in particular a woman named Laura, a romantic memory from his past. She may in fact have died years ago, and he could very well be obsessed with a corpse. One lonely night in his meandering search, he finds himself in a mysterious villa, watching two women bury a body. He falls into their trap as naturally as a fly is caught in a spider’s web, their unwitting last victim in a sinister play of cruel fun. In a pervasive atmosphere of decadence and isolation, the two women act out insane pleasure games, unappetizing rituals of blood and murder. Theirs is a world turned in on itself where private sexual fantasies are transformed into explosive lust. This cocktail’s unusual recipe is no common mix of violence and sexual pleasure. Incest, lesbianism, sadism, bondage and much more are depicted with assured kinky precision and a perfectly immodest sense of the outrageous. However, Nikolaidis does not pass up a single opportunity to extract the wildly camp humour, albeit of a decidedly dark hue, of this scenario. Neither gory nor offensive in intent, the director’s determined treatment of his material makes for a gloriously entertaining black comedy. Filmed in sumptuous black and white to underscore the mock eeriness of the imagery, Singapore Sling is a cinematic rarity, a skillful, engrossing and elegant balancing act between shock, sensuality and black parody. – Dimitris Eipides, presenting Singapore Sling in the Toronto Film Festival (1991) Continue reading
A 30-year-old man (Lefteris Vogiatzis) returns from America suffering an existential crisis. He goes to Corfu to see his sick mother and tries to find happiness through a desperate love affair with a young music teacher (Maria Xenoudaki). Along the way, he loses his love and ends his sick mother’s suffering.