Le biberium

Bob and Rosalie live in a world and society that, at first glance, seems rather strange and completely crazy. And when you dig a little deeper, well... it doesn't get any better. Their only escape: a bar located in a secret place where a rock band is going to perform. On the other hand, Bob Jacobs, a die-hard fan of the band Blood Baby-Sitters, lives with his mother, who believes that cats are aliens. He believes in something completely different. He is convinced that a virus in the air will kill him if he doesn't drink the blood of innocent young girls. And finally, Rosalie Dubois lives with her father, who loves to prepare marinades all day long, and her grandmother, who smokes like a chimney. The latter no longer believes in God and has joined forces with a mysterious individual called "the butcher" with a single goal: to eradicate the entire human race from the face of the Earth because, let's face it, we all know... None of us deserve to live!

Joe isn’t hard to please; fries swamped in ketchup, a fresh pint and his mates is all he needs to be happy. But he’s also got one peculiar passion… Ever since the Belgian wave of UFO observations in the 80’s, Joe has been obsessed and convinced that aliens have infiltrated every layer of society. So, as the self-professed Messiah, he’s taken it upon himself to kill off every last one of these little green men. The only problem is, they aren’t exactly green and nobody takes him seriously. But that is about to change, once a film crew meticulously documents his mission. The crew in question incredulously accepts his offer, hoping for some X-FILES slapstick while Joe himself is leaning more towards BOWLING FOR COLUMBINE. Literally, seeing as he’s taken up the bad habit of slaying anything that moves. A hooker here, a junkie there.

Bernadette and Serge decide against all odds to organize their wedding reception while Belgium is in the midst of a zombie apocalypse.

From 1996 until today, 33 violent murders are perpetrated during the Halloween period in Belgium by a serial killer who calls himself "the clown". We are on the eve of Halloween. Vincent hates this party and for good reason: his father committed suicide during this period. That morning, he receives a call from his friend Alice to babysit her cats because she has to be away for a few days. On the way, he realizes that he is being chased by a strange, masked man. Very quickly, he realizes that this stranger covered in a clown mask is prowling around Alice's place, determined to enter.

“Hell is other People.” At least, that’s what Sartre sent out into the world years ago. Now Arno Pluquet takes this theme to his heart in his latest film. Boris, tormented by the departure of his alcoholic father and depressed mother, lives under the yoke of a bitter and harmful existence. Misunderstood and alone, he seeks refuge in madness to escape the violence of life. Boris has had it with discussions about stiletto heels, the difference between a bedbug and a sand flea, and popcorn eaters in the cinema. But what bothers him the most is people’s ability to have discussions without listening to each other… Feeling betrayed by the world, our Belgian Joker embarks on a vengeful Odyssey, accompanied by his big eared pink demon.

An intimate portrait of a Belgian family. They seem normal at first, but after a while they show their true colors. They’re a bunch of ruthless and indifferent serial killers without any scruples or morality. You’ll witness their daily slaughter and, as the bodies pile up, see how they’ll come apart at the seams.

A madcap director takes his cast and crew to a location once rumored to be home to a cannibal family, with the plan of shooting an amateur horror film. Scripts and preparation turn out to be completely unnecessary, and chaos soon ensues. But the real madness has yet to begin—because the legend isn’t as far-fetched as they thought. The psychopaths in question are still very much present. In fact, one of them harbors his own ambition to direct horror films and is handed the perfect opportunity on a silver platter.