Chayawut Litthitamonwuch

A bond undone by forces outside, yet inside only ashes scatter and drift, like air with no place to rest. Let it be seen through the vision of feeling, and weighed by the conscience for its true substance

A group of four went out to film the behind the scenes of a movie and a simulation of creative fear.

A group of students gathers in room of Sarrin, a space symbolizing the "river of transformation." This place draws them into conversation, yet something within stirs conflict, compelling them into a vortex of memories blending past, dreams, and speculations about the future. At the heart of it all is an inevitable sense of resignation to self-abandonment.

The eternal flame of youth desire.

Driven by the desire to leave her boyfriend, a young woman looks back on the days they first knew each other. But the past bleeds into the present, where he is slipping away into a society of his own. Looked at broadly, you see only friends; look closer, and a love triangle comes into view.

Grandmother invited her three grandchildren to return home for the division of inheritance. After years of living their separate lives, just before the inheritance could be divided, an unexpected incident occurred, revealing the true nature of each grandchild.

A film that listens to its inner rhythm through images, initially shaped by fiction, then gradually undone by the quiet force of reality of things no one dares to write into a script.

Two characters, one clad in black and the other in white, embark on a quest to uncover the diamond within themselves. However, as they plunge deeper into the depths of each other's identities, they encounter a mirror that reflects both of their true essences. This reflection leads the two characters to unite their spirits into one. Yet, the diamond discovered throughout this journey does not belong to the characters themselves; instead, it is the audience's thoughts, refined and polished, that transform into the true diamond.

The narrator tells the myth of a person named Aoi, questioning beliefs in institutions, religion, and the legends passed down through generations. These are presented through media to outsiders as a world of vibrant colors, yet the world of the creator is a bleak black and white. The two narrators engage in a back and forth debate until they both realize that their voices have never reached anywhere. This leads to a question they cannot bring themselves to speak, a question so terrifying that even their voices dare not utter it. "Who are we doing this for?"

A mother, an older sister, and a younger sister all trapped beneath a room of cold, frozen emotions, each burdened with their own inner weight, acting as the fuse that fractures their family bond, leaving behind nothing but shards of memory.

In a world on the brink of ruin from Esan rains that drive monkeys to pluck their own fur, the State fears that humanity is beginning to evolve backward. The big picture is bleak, so let’s find a spark in the small one: Rita and Anne, a couple whose love has grown stale and indifferent. Rita longs to escape but can’t, Anne can’t even manage to get the front door open. Anne’s only dream is to leave this house through a Casting Call she received, unaware that the audition is set to take place within her own four walls. As Rita grows increasingly restless with the approaching storms, another couple, Praew and Tim, suddenly appear for the casting. Their arrival brings with it the very catastrophe humanity fears most.

Ankle cancer leaves a young woman unable to walk, blurred by the sudden, chilling realization: Is this a room, or is it a prison?