Jorge Jácome
1988 (36 лет)Flores
Jorge Jácome
André Andrade, Gabriel Desplanque
In a natural crisis scenario, the entire population of Azores is forced to evict due to an uncontrolled plague of hydrangeas, a common flower in these islands. Two young soldiers, bound to the beauty of the landscape, guide us to the stories of sadness of those forced to leave and the inherent desire to resist by inhabiting the islands. The filmic wandering becomes a nostalgic and political reflection on territorial belonging and identity, and the roles we assume in the places we came from.
Flores
Past Perfect
Jorge Jácome
Many cities or countries have a distinct malaise. They are places that could be Portugal, so sunk in a painful longing of the past, and where each tension of the present is only the tip of an iceberg that is explained in successive retreats that can go straight until origin of the species, at least. This feeling common to many latitudes is often presented as a diagnosis, a denial of a painful present as opposed to the desire to return to a glorious past.
Past Perfect
Plutão
Jorge Jácome
Nuno Galopim, Luís Henriques
A scientist tells us that Pluto is no longer considered a planet. The feelings of disappointment and nostalgia, and the impossibility of being able to go back to certain moments of his life, make him want to find in the story of David an answer for whatever exists beyond science and reason.
Plutão
Deixar cair a Noite
Jorge Jácome
An amusement park seen as a place that changes because of the way it is inhabited during the day. The behavior of those who are just visiting contrasts with the way those who work there behave, whose actions are the same every day.
To Let the Night Fall
moooooon
Jorge Jácome
Drawing on comments about YouTube relaxation videos for people who are alone and/or cannot sleep, and footage of the moon captured on super 16 mm film transferred into digital form, moooooon imagines a transformation of the physical stages of the moon, speculating about the possibility of its materiality being fluid.
moooooon