The Oval Portrait

Adaptation of a poem written by Thomas Hood.

Diogo Alves is a Spanish fugitive that comes to the Portuguese capital terrorizing the inhabitants by his cut-throat methods against rich and poor people alike. He attacks the women launderers on the Lisbon Aqueduct and throws the bodies over the high wall, and assaults homes with his large band of criminals. Eventually arrested, he, his female companion and his henchmen are condemned to death by the court.

Trying to impress, Jules invites some partygoers back to his family’s bowling alley. The anticipated party quickly becomes anything but a party.

What starts out as a fun night making videos goes terribly wrong when they discover something unexpected in the raw footage.

If youth is the most intense stage of life, it is also the farthest Tere can be from herself. In his life, a group of students who rent the apartment opposite enter. They celebrate parties, sleep little and eat badly. Tere welcomes a boy in his house looking for a room to rent. Among them will be created an affinity that, little by little, will come to resemble that of any mother with her child, if it were not for Tere sees him in another way. The invisible life of a woman grown on the margins of others' lives, in collision with a world of shitty curros, hangovers, Tinder ligues and trap music.

Non-judgmental vignette following a day in the life of one young man living inside a poor, small-town filled with broken dreams and addiction.

Sam is a teenager whose many anxieties manifest as a ghostly apparition of his mother that is determined to give him a panic attack.

He danced for fame. She danced through pain. For old times' sake and to new beginnings . . . in a fleeting moment.

The Seven Deadly Sins - Are they true to being called sins or are they simply human impulses? To what is a sin and what is not? Such is a question worth pondering. In the end - do as you wilt.

Deep into the night, a lone office worker must contend with an ominous presence.

Humans use technology to improve their lives, to forge connections, to create time that doesn’t exist, to replace real interactions. When we devise a second version of ourselves on social media, do we lose a piece of our true selves in the process? Do our digital connections threaten our real life relationships? What happens if the filtered characters we’ve imagined take on a life of their own?