RADAR PLAY

This story is about an astronaut who, as a child, dreamed of flying and being free. And now he seems to be flying in the sky, but he is actually locked in the capsule of a spacecraft. One day, minor problems lead to bigger problems, causing the spaceship to lose control and collapse on Earth. And now the astronaut will once again spread the wings of his dreams and return to childhood.

A house, a garden, a stream. The behive on the hillside, the shack, the wooden hut and the shed.
Inbetween we find memories, stories and observations. The past, the present and the future.

A young woman drives an old car along a coastal road towards a village. There is a man in the passenger seat, contemplating. Planning to shape the future of the village, as well as his own.

Given that Jack was never caught, and that some people believe he could have been multiple killers, should we represent him as only one man? By choosing to never reveal his identity, we insinuate that the Ripper could be any one of us, as well as in all of us — and that in today’s society, he rips women’s hopes for a brighter future, he rips their dreams into domestic submission, and he rips their self-esteems as well as their ability to control their own bodies.
Who was Jack then, and who is he now? What was abuse like then, and what is like now?

In a world where neon orange is banned, unexpected customers visit a dry cleaner run by two siblings.

Nature and domesticity collide and animal instincts rise to the surface, in a dark tale of love and loss. This film’s soundtrack features audio from collected interviews, creating a story that is constructed from fragments of real-life broken hearts.

A shy girl obsessed with ketchup has to get out of her comfort zone when she runs out of her beloved ketchup.

A unicorn wakes up, only to find out that he is an astral projection. He spends the rest of the day trying to get back into his body, and go back home into his own mind.

The attractive denizens of The Land of the 3-Drink Minimum desperately try to connect with each other, but are unable to see past their own desires or past their own alcohol-soaked heads. A personal reflection presented in two parts.

Our home is a fragile flower. Milk and honey. Cocoa and hell. Everyone pets their own bunny. The feeling is lovely. Vanilla cake… A moody portrayal of the moment we stop loving others and fall in love with our fantasies.