17° Festival internazionale Segni della Notte - Urbino (3° Editione) - November 26-30, 2019
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Tuesday - November 26th, 2019
4 pm
Cinema Ducale
Urbino, Italy |
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Between |
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Than Lwin Oo |
Myanmar / 2019 / 0:07:37 |
A back street. A boy and a girl. A life.
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Long Way Home |
Kub ban |
Xaisongkham Induangchanthy |
Laos / 2017 / 0:18:00 |
James, an American-Laotian, transports the remains of his father to Laos to realize the last wish of the deceased. One day, a parent comes to town and looks for him. They will have to travel together on the Mekong and bear their respective differences.
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The Umbrella |
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Tsang Hing Weng Eric |
Hong Kong / 2018 / 0:22:00 |
It rained non-stop when Hong Kong was rocked by the tumultuous events in October 2014. At the university hall, young souls are assigned to different rooms amid the sounds of rain, studies and heavy discussions. These strangers come from a variety of backgrounds but are united by their passion towards the society. They may have dissenting opinions, but will learn to accept and be sympathetic to each other. The rainy night feels especially ominous when the students ponder at the events in Mong Kok.
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A Room with a Coconut View |
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Tulapop Saenjaroen |
Thailand / 2018 / 0:29:00 |
Kanya, a tour guide but also a hotel representative automated voice, leads a foreign guest, Alex, through Bangsaen, a beach town in the east of Thailand. Since Kanya’s presentation is overtly aestheticized and strictly regimented, Alex decides to explore the town by himself, fantasizing about getting out of the frame..
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String Figure of Time |
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Kieko Ikehata |
Japan / 2018 / 0:13:30 |
This work shows the photos of four generations of women: The director herself, and her grandmother, mother, and daughter. Contained in one household's album were the memories of women from many generations - women who have passed, women who were newly born, women who became adults, and women who grew to become old. The times they lived were different, yet they were all someone's daughter and someone's mother. When we take and connect these moments that they share, the concept of time unravels, and takes on a new shape. These stories do not belong to anyone, yet they were all mine at the same time.
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