W.A.B. - A Memorial

12 Canadian seaside views, combined into one imagined ocean in a way, that only cinema can do.

Due to a broken getaway car, three Russian jewel thieves are forced to take shelter in an empty Viennese coffee house. They knock out the waiter and call their fourth accomplice. Ten minutes until the new car arrives! Unfortunately two policemen enter the cafe and take a seat. As the only people present, the villains are mistaken for waiters - with fatal consequences.

a 12 second film.

A new cameraman rides into town. The film crew is already waiting for him by the dolly tracks, looking stern. Will Ferdi “The Kid” manage to convince the leader of his abilities?

A year in the garden. An attempt to see the garden anew over and over; to discover it. The joy of seeing. In the course of a year different possibilities, ideas and arrangements of the garden arise. In episodes these different ways of seeing and the changes of the garden itself are documented.

Mr. Bulge did not water the orchid from Mr. Belly. In order to escape responsibility, he spins a confusing web of lies and conspiracy theories, in which he eventually gets caught.

Norbert had actually planned to leave already. But an accident has left him bedridden and forces him to spend the time after Christmas with his mother as well.

A video essay

short film by Sebastian Bobik

A video on my mobile phone creates an obsession. It shows a relative on his last birthday before passing away. I hadn't seen him for many years. The video opens up questions and thoughts: Are there ghosts? If so: What are they? how do they reveal themselves? What can images capture? How do we remember others?

On July 15th 1934, an illegal gathering of socialists took place in the Vienna Woods. When the fascist police discovered them, they opened fire and killed 2 young men. 90 years later, the traces left by the incident have almost disappeared. A group of people return to recall the past. The trees and the wind can bear witness to history.

a reel of flowers, super 8

In 2017 I saw a film called "Hana Chirinu" in Bologna, at a festival. It was only one of many cinematic encounters I've had with Japanese cinema over the years, yet this one stuck with me in particular. Since then I have realised how hard it is to see the film outside of Japan. I have decided to send its maker, a filmic letter through time and space.

A letter-film.

A sketch. A freely-associating essay on the "beautiful blue Danube". Images of the Danube, images of blue, historical photographs and private archives: Everything is blended into an attempt to capture. stream of thoughts on the subject of the Blue Danube and - at least briefly - give it a form, before the stream is allowed to flow onward, like the river.