EU Student Competition Programme
Washed Ashore
A castaway finds himself washed up on a beach at the foot of a towering city. His curiosity draws him into the urban expanse he finds before him. Whilst in the city he tries to get in touch with the society. However, the characters he meets are strange, superficial and snippy, and after a series of unfortunate events he finds himself a castaway once more.
Wind
The daily life of people living in a windy area who seem helplessly exposed to the weather. However, the inhabitants have learned to deal with their difficult living conditions.
Zajec in jelen / Nyuszi és Őz / Rabbit and Deer
The previously harmonious friendship between Rabbit and Deer is put to a test by Deer's obsessive search for the third dimension.
Mamma Mia
In two personal episodes (Blood will out and Mommy Triceratops) the authors tell us, with humour and tenderness, about their mothers and the weight of their indisputable legacy.
Iz zemlje in črnila / De terre et d'encre / From Earth and Ink
This is the picture of a man who is building his double from soil. This living portrait marks its own body with the pain the man endures in his relationship.
But Milk Is Important
A man with social phobia gets his life, full of routines, drastically changed. A naive and clumsy creature appears and starts following him. Terrified the man tries to escape, unaware that the creature is actually a helper with slightly unconventional methods.
Ko se ustaviš / Hänen tilanne / When One Stops
The world won't stop turning even when one stops turning with it.
Coyness
The atmosphere of bitter memories in a deeply emotional and personal voice that speaks only through analogies. Abstraction and subjectivity of time and space.
Kozmični zakon srečanja / Das Kosmische Gesetz Des Zusammentreffens / The Cosmic Law of Encounter
Little Karli tries to make his way through the daily crowd of people. But it's not so easy. There are potential collisions everywhere. Can this really be a coincidence?
Plug & Play
Anthropoid creatures with plugs in place of heads are up to mischief. Instead of submitting to the dictates of the raised fingers, they surrender themselves. But the fingers also finger around. Is it love?
Ab ovo
Imagine your body stops being only yours. Someone starts to live inside you, changing the rules, taking more and more space, a millimetre every day, not caring that it almost makes you explode. Would you be able to love this thing and call it your child?