Documentary profiling the directors involved in the loose Philippine New Wave filmmaking movement.

A news team investigating rumors of aswang killings in a remote barrio are attacked by a group of soldiers, forcing them to run for their lives in the deeps of the forest, where more mystery and danger lay in wait.

Filmmaker John Torres describes his childhood and discusses his father's infidelities.

A nursery rhyme hovers over shadowy fragments of time, of arrivals and departures and the illusion of passage they evoke.

Four cinephiles in a hotel room in the middle of the night ruminate on La última película, Dennis Hopper, and the state of cinema.

August 11th 2011 was one of the best days of my life: I had a trip with my father to Locarno, where I met and interviewed Raya Martin, a director I deeply respect and admire – definitely one of my heroes. My first idea was to produce the classical “auteur profile” documentary (full-coverage interview occasionally featuring archive images), but since I was having such an inspiring and exciting chat with Raya I realized that the “institutional” approach was way too cold and inappropriate: why not present a film theory essay as if it was a home movie? After all, it was me and my father on a holiday trip... Thus, in my little, amateurish instant-movie I applied Raya's “autohystoric” (autohysteric?) method as naively as possible, hoping to put forward a manifesto for a cinema lived on your own skin.