Camila Toker

In the future, people hide their faces behind a screen. But an unexpected encounter will awaken new questions in a young woman, who will make a transformative decision.

Five sleepless women on a fleeting trip to an island in Ramanegra. A forgetfulness and the fear of not knowing what could have happened. Female paranoia, morbid imagery, and jokes that end in mistrust between them. Conspiracy theories, complicity, and suspicion. Insomnia, the discovery of a dead hand in a forest, a comet... A fragmented and psychedelic tale. A perfectly possible living nightmare.

One more Saturday in a desolate Buenos Aires hard to recognize. Six young people that try to avoid their solitude by complicating their daily routes, unsuccessfully looking for a glance that changes something or a new sensation that reveals them some sense. A couple used to their common tediousness, a girl who has already decided she wants to be alone, his boyfriend who does not know how to deal with that, a famous actor who does not seem to feel comfortable anywhere and a girl who pretends to get fun without realizing she's always bored.

Emilia is sent to a convent where paranormal forces begin to mount among the religious and mentally ill women confined in the place.

Following cuts to arts funding in Argentina, a cash-strapped producer, a canceled actress, and a depressed filmmaker come together to explore a musical about Medea. Joined by a Norwegian actress turned director, they travel to the Peloponnese, where old grudges resurface.

An experimental film director reconstructs —through film, spiritualism, dance and shamanism— the death of her mother in a train accident, using representation as a way of reaching the intangible.

The universe of Argentine independent cinema. The imposture. The unfulfilled dreams. Confinement—the capability for irony, the skill for comedy and the sagacity of UPA! Una película argentina (2007) are back, renovated, to explore the whims of a microworld still in turmoil.

A couple in a car, starting with a cigarette, begins a discussion as ridiculous as interesting. The lack of communication and lack of harmony, attributes that are exploited in love (or lack thereof).