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È stata la mano di Dio

Dal regista e sceneggiatore Premio Oscar® Paolo Sorrentino (Il Divo, La grande bellezza, The Young Pope) la storia di un ragazzo nella tumultuosa Napoli degli anni Ottanta. Il diciassettenne Fabietto Schisa è un ragazzo goffo che lotta per trovare il suo posto nel mondo, ma che trova gioia in una famiglia straordinaria e amante della vita. Fino a quando alcuni eventi cambiano tutto. Uno è l'arrivo a Napoli di una leggenda dello sport simile a un dio: l'idolo del calcio Maradona, che suscita in Fabietto, e nell'intera città, un orgoglio che un tempo sembrava impossibile. L'altro è un drammatico incidente che farà toccare a Fabietto il fondo, indicandogli la strada per il suo futuro. Apparentemente salvato da Maradona, toccato dal caso o dalla mano di Dio, Fabietto lotta con la natura del destino, la confusione della perdita e l'inebriante libertà di essere vivi. Nel suo film più commovente e personale, Sorrentino accompagna il pubblico in un viaggio ricco di contrasti tra tragedia e commedia, amore e desiderio, assurdità e bellezza, mentre Fabietto trova l'unica via d'uscita dalla catastrofe totale attraverso la propria immaginazione.


From the extraordinary mind of Palme D’or winning director Apichatpong Weerasethakul, and starring Academy Award winner Tilda Swinton, comes a bewildering drama about a Scottish woman, who, after hearing a loud ‘bang’ at daybreak, begins experiencing a mysterious sensory syndrome while traversing the jungles of Colombia.

The End

"THE END". Short Film. from Fabrice Mathieu on Vimeo.

In 2020, the world stood still... in the movies too.
En 2020, le monde s'arrêta... dans les films aussi.

"The End" is an experimental narrative short film, in black & white and color, made only with movies gifs with a perfect loop, more than 500.
"The End" is also a tribute to the cinema, from silent films to now.

"The End" est un court-métrage expérimental narratif, en noir et blanc et en couleurs, conçu uniquement avec des gifs de films, plus de 500, dont la boucle est parfaite.
"The End" est également un hommage au cinéma, du muet à aujourd'hui.

Music by Ennio Morricone - "My Fault" from "My Name is Nobody".

Edited & Directed by Fabrice Mathieu

Thanks to TechNoir, Cinegraphiks, Cinemagraphs, and all the creators of the gifs used!

The Gaze

The Gaze from Barry Jenkins on Vimeo.

In my years of doing interviews and roundtables and Q&A’s for the various films we’ve made, there is one question that recurs. No matter the length of the piece or the tone of the room, eventually, inevitably, I am asked about the white gaze. It wasn’t until a very particular interview regards The Underground Railroad that the blindspot inherent in that questioning became clear to me: never, in all my years of working or questioning, had I been set upon about the Black gaze; or the gaze distilled.

I don’t remember when we began making the piece you see here. Which is not and should not be considered an episode of The Underground Railroad. It exists apart from that, outside it. Early in production, there was a moment where I looked across the set and what I saw settled me: our background actors, in working with folks like Ms. Wendy and Mr. and Mrs. King – styled and dressed and made up by Caroline, by Lawrence and Donnie – I looked across the set and realized I was looking at my ancestors, a group of people whose images have been largely lost to the historical record. Without thinking, we paused production on the The Underground Railroad and instead harnessed our tools to capture portraits of... them.

What flows here is non-narrative. There is no story told. Throughout production, we halted our filming many times for moments like these. Moments where… standing in the spaces our ancestors stood, we had the feeling of seeing them, truly seeing them and thus, we sought to capture and share that seeing with you. The artist Kerry James Marshall has a series of paintings of ancestors for whom there is no visual record but for whom he has supplied a visual representation of their person. For me, most inspirationally, "Scipio Moorehead, Portrait of Himself, 1776."

Of the painting, from the Met Breuer exhibit KERRY JAMES MARSHALL: MASTRY – “In this painting Marshall created an imagined self-portrait of a real African American artist, Scipio Moorhead, who was active in the 1770s. Few if any images of Moorhead exist in the historical record. Everything we know of his legacy is based on Phillis Wheatley’s first book of poetry, published in 1773 while she was a slave [sic] in Boston. The book’s title page illustration is an engraving of the writer, reportedly modeled on a painting by Moorhead. The engraving remains the only visual proof, however tenuous, of Moorhead’s existence."

In the way that Mr. Marshall sought to honor Mr. Moorhead through this imagined physical representation of the artist, we have sought to give embodiment to the souls of our ancestors frozen in the tactful but inadequate descriptor “enslaved,” a phrase that speaks only to what was done to them, not to who they were nor what they did. My ancestors – midwives and blacksmiths, agrarians and healers; builders and spiritualists, yearn’ers and doers – seen here as embodied by this wonderful cast of principal and background actors, did so very much.

Housekeeping: From end to end what you are hearing here is Nick’s original score. And yet even at fifty minutes, this is barely twenty percent of the score for the show. The same with the images; maybe five of these shots are in the actual show? There are no spoilers here. Other images in this format appear there but not here. All told, we archived four hours of these portraits. They flow in story order, from Georgia to Indiana. NOTE: one of these things, you’ll notice, is not like the others. In the context of the show, its presence will make sense.

A FEW SHOUTOUTS – None of these shots are planned. Occasionally, when the spirit moved us, we stopped making the planned thing and focused on making THIS thing. So shoutout to my brother James for sure; we had a show to film and yet he never questioned, he brought his best to this. Always. Caroline Eseline. Our costume designer. The majority of the souls you see here are inhabited by background actors. Which meant at any moment, the camera could go from a close-up of number one on the call sheet to… a portrait of number 500. It did not matter. Every soul needed full embodiment. And every damn time I saw someone and was moved to portraiture, there was no doubt of their readiness. The same goes for Lawrence Davis and his wonderful group of hair stylists. And Doniella Davy and her makeup team. Mark Friedberg. Liz Tan, Spoon, Jesse and the directing team. Jarrett Morgan, aka Da’ Possum. Alex Bickel. Daniel Morfesis, who cut this and all the teasers that came before. OUR BACKGROUND ACTORS. My most humble thanks.

This is an act of seeing. Of seeing them. And maybe, in a soft-headed way, of opening a portal where THEY may see US, the benefactors of their efforts, of the lives they LIVED.

Much love to you. And so much love to THEM.