The omnipresence of face masks during the pandemic absented a key signifier and definer of humanity: our teeth. In this gorgeously grainy silent short, Friedl vom Gröller wittily guides us from the dentist’s chair to the street and to the park, encouraging the revelation of teeth – crooked, gappy, canine, with dentures – and in doing so distills 2020’s period of isolation and unknowingness into something unique, indicative and truly personal.
– Sophie Tupholme
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Acting Woman
Two women’s pose for a glamour shot morphs into a conspicuously aching feat of endurance. -
Hook, Spill, Cry Your Eyes Out
A headfirst rush into the capitalist, urban landscape, using dynamic camerawork and canny editing. -
El striptease de mi abuela
An intimate portrait of the filmmaker’s grandmother prompts reflections about the body, old age, touch. -
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salt in our blood, in our sweat, in our tears
A poem with three narrators: a teardrop, a droplet of blood and a bead of sweat. -
Go West Young Man
A 1990s video art classic, interrogating racial and gender stereotypes through generational conversation and montage. -
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CURRENCY
The body boldly challenges its attachment to history and economy in this luminous sonic short. -
Film details
- Productieland
- Austria
- Jaar
- 2021
- Festivaleditie
- IFFR 2025
- Lengte
- 3'
- Medium/Formaat
- 16mm
