Erzhi has problems managing the Bijimei Hotel.

The execution was scheduled and the last meal consumed. The coolness of the poisons entering the blood system slowed the heart rate and sent him on the way to Judgement. He had paid for his crime with years on Death Row waiting for this moment and now he would pay for them again as the judgment continued..

A group of friends try to defeat an evil king, and meet some quirky characters along the way.

8mm film by Swiss artist Roman Signer.

Several little boys run along a pier, then jump into the ocean.

Happily ever after has a bumpy start for a young couple in a magical land when the husband is sent off to battle by a jealous prince.

Four men stand holding what appears to be a blanket, while one wearing a hat stands watching. A sixth man then runs towards them and attempts to jump into the blanket.

A doomsday pepper is surprised to find a mysterious box appear in his living room with no trace as to how it could've gotten there.

A young man fired from his job finds bundles of cash at his doorstep. He decides to keep it but two gangs, to whom the money belongs, come after him. Can he dodge them and getaway with the cash?

This low-budget avant garde feature uses no dialogue in telling the story of the reaction of the Spanish court after the initial exploration of America. A botanist revels in his collection of new plants. A native is baptized in a church ceremony, and nuns and court jesters appear throughout this rambling feature.

The life of two sisters who share an apartment in Mexico City, including their dreams, poems and ghosts.

Conor Bateman has sliced clips from (mainly American) horror films in which a cinema audience is slain schlockily in a theatre – an overlooked, self-reflexive trope across the genre. In each sequence, the screen is masked out to reveal the prior sequence: each audience is successively watching the killings that we, the actual audience, have just seen. The onscreen audience never leaves the theatre – there’s nowhere else in this world beyond the cinema, and the scenes of entrapment and containment play out in similarly-framed spaces of chaos (what if what we watched onscreen leaked out?). Without a scrap of ideology-addled earnestness, the tone moves from playful to inevitable. Like a game, it all loops together in an oddly fun, self-sustaining spiral of dramatic irony.

A little boy pulls out one Martian toy from a vending machine and it turns into a real alien who takes him to his planet, where he is surronded by the toys from the vending machine, but much bigger.