Three Days of Rain

Haunted by his involvement in a suicide, train driver Sion struggles to comprehend the consequences somebody else's decision could have on his own life.

Young Finnish filmmaker Harju's disturbing, raw film gets up close to a psychotic man. We don't all live in the same reality. Nerve-wracking and frayed experimental fiction that shows a psychotic man and his direct surroundings in a totally uncompromising way. 'Our interaction with others is based on the idea that we all share the same reality. That turns out not always to be the case.'

Fifty-year-old Seppo puts a contact ad in the newspaper. After many years, his son decides to look him up, just on the day that Seppo has a date. Sober and painful yet moving drama about loneliness and family bonds. - IFFR Duration: 12m Colour, Stereo Original format: Super 16mm film

From the wreckage of a buddy comedy rises something stranger: a story that fractures midway into an existential revenge thriller—burning forward with the inevitability of the sun’s passage across the sky.

An unsettling mystery about desperation and class divisions in the age of digital capitalism.

A slow loss of grip on reality: the search for «objectivity» at the fringes of a society consumed by technology. The film mixes original 16mm, Super 8, analog video and digital material with one AI-generated image transferred to 16mm film stock.

In the cold northern light, the hours and the days of two friends, the mechanisms of daily life and the expectations of a decadent reality which reveals itself in the dawns and sunsets, in the nights spent drinking and the groggy mornings-after. The Finnish artist Matti Harju offers himself in this self-portrait of (his) life, perhaps involuntarily placid and sweet.

Nintendo game, codeine and online bdsm all blend in this minimalistic speculation circling and edging towards a new view of otherness within.

Young Anon discovers the digital root of everything during a school trip to New York and comes to a surprising conclusion.

A film about how language, be it film, art or written language, creates in itself a system where separation precedes contact.

Rumination about free will and the nature of feelings in the midst of tumblr aesthetics from the early 2010s. All video and audio material is either from unfinished projects or surplus material from completed ones. The text is partly autobiographical, partly fiction.