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One filmmaker sets out on a journey to discover the mother she never knew. Like the ancient Japanese art of kintsugi, the act of piecing back together all the scattered, jagged, and broken bits of her mother’s life somehow helps her make sense of her own, but like the act of filmmaking itself, it is a journey that will never feel complete.

A recently widowed father can’t stop his baby from crying so he can pray. What is his relationship with his faith now that the person he converted for is gone, and can he raise his daughter alone?

One filmmaker tries to find connection by calling the UK's last public telephone boxes. Like the filmmaker, the anonymous strangers who pick up are also looking for something at the other end of that line. Something we’ve lost somewhere along the way.

A woman's love letter and final goodbye to heroin, as she attempts to come off the synthetic opiates that have kept her clean for the past six years.