Kyle Fermindoza

A penniless mother, with her infant child, takes on a journey by land and sea to find her husband in Manila. But this trip won't be free for she has to use her body to get to her destination.

A teenage boy who, while searching for his father and accidentally killing his best friend, gets his life turned upside down and learns the destructive realities about life, death, and beasthood.

Two young siblings go on a fantastical adventure to satiate their much-coveted and delectable craving for batsoy.

One bonfire-lit evening, Amang Baoy, an elderly Panay Bukidnon man, consoles his son, Rohan, by narrating through chant, a portion of the Suguidanon, an epic of the Indigenous Panay Bukidnon people of the Philippines, about love and resurrection. In an expression of hope and celebration, Amang Baoy imparts the Visayan hawk dance binanog to Rohan as they reminisce scenes from their Indigenous life.

Nonoy and Toto are identical twins. Toto has always been the leader and has always been the stronger and the braver of the two brothers. All his life, Nonoy has looked up to Toto, learning what he can about everything. But things are about to change which will turn Nonoy’s life upside down.

A slice of a make-believe world where an ordinary man is placed in extraordinary circumstances that weaved three interconnected characters together – the hero, his love, and the myth.

Set in a distant barrio, a strange skin disease throws a tight-knit village into turmoil. At the heart of their struggle stands an ancient tree believed to be miraculous. Locals flock to it, leaving clothes as tokens of faith and exchanging names with it in hopes of healing. As her mother battles the skin disease, a little girl named Sabel begins to realize the tree’s importance amidst the looming danger of its disappearance in a community desperate for healing.

In a period beset by a plague, the visionary’s portal to his soul has been thwarted by the four corners of his abode. With imagination as the only detour, the drifting of thoughts is inevitable. Amidst the overcast, the curtain opens to the apparent truth – truth that no frame can impede a visionary.