In search of healing, a young woman returns home to Nigeria, the country of her birth.
Official Selection Toronto International Film Festival 2021 - World premiere
Official Selection Sundance Film Festival 2022
When Daz Clemence fixes a backstreet boxing match he is beaten, stabbed and locked up, awaiting his fate. Armed only with his phone and his wits, he must escape from the locked and guarded room before his boss reaps revenge. Fixed is an anxiety inducing, contained thriller, pumped full of emotion and adrenaline.
A short desktop documentary about a stolen video, and the online search for the thief.
When Hugh finds out that his video has been stolen, and turned into a viral meme by an anonymous TikToker, he embarks on an internet odyssey in an attempt to find the thief.
Official Selection Aesthetica Film Festival 2021
Official Selection Tribecca Film Festival 2022
Disinterested and tired of misunderstandings, Jonny, who is Deaf, leaves a dinner party taking the viewer on an audio-visual, time-traveling adventure.
For hearing viewers, it is an illuminating and emotional experience. For deaf viewers, the film is a familiar tale of misunderstanding and isolation.
Baron von Harden is rich and highly successful yet dissatisfied with his life, which leads him to make a pact with the Devil at Mephisto's House of Ill Repute exchanging his soul for unlimited worldly pleasures.
At a time when ever-greater numbers of people are bilingual (or trilingual), it’s often the case that the language someone most regularly talks in isn’t the same as the language they think in. A mother tongue precedes any other tongue—the umbilical idiom an individual instinctively falls back on, and the one they feel most at home in. The title of Kondo Heller’s video MU/T/T/ER plays on the word for ‘mother’ in German—a language, like English, with which she is intimately familiar without it always feeling unconditionally, authentically familial. In this video and audio collage, compiled where Heller was living during lockdown, snatches of English and German share the space with remembered or re-discovered Swahili. As a background murmur to all these, a subliminal but ubiquitous resident voice surfaces in the spluttered mutterings and stuttered utterances that are the common parlance of someone living alone. These fragments of inner monologue, mumbled under one’s breath or spoken out loud, are matched to different rooms in the house, as if to echo different facets of the self. A poetic reminder of the patterns and habits of introspection, and the quiet tumult of everyday personal thoughts that reverberate within.
