A decadent and symbolist Portuguese poet, António Nobre died of tuberculosis at the age of 32 (1900), having published only one book (Só, 1892). A symbolist Brazilian poet, Augusto dos Anjos died of pneumonia at the age of 30 (1914), having published only one book (Eu, 1912).

Your past already is the projection of your future. However, it was never more than a light in the sky.

I am the double of the shadow of my own image. An allegory that occupies my place. This is my act of contrition. Beyond good and evil, I stand as an equation: Its result cannot be manipulated By morals or ethics. In mathematics there is no place for beliefs Just as life and death Are a certain fate.

A writer immerses himself in his work La muerte del payaso and becomes a hostage of impossible dreams. Between crimes and hallucinations, between the gothic nature of night and the decadence of the sand, a hopeless story is told, based on the work of Raul Brandão.

A carousel-esque pocket-movie set in a Florentine piazza.

This film combines fictional and documentary treatment and uses photographic archives, real images and the oral testimony of women from the regions of Trás-os-Montes, Beira, Alto and Baixo Minho who, between the 1940s and 1980s, came to Porto to work as domestic servants.

It’s like soot that rests on the walls of our head. We can’t see it. It belongs there already.

A woman wanders through the impermanence of her childhood memories, trying to reconstruct the history of the house where her grandfather lived.

It is not the landscape that changes. Every service station is a service station. What changes is being in movement.

An effervescent painterly film tribute – replete with driving organ soundtrack – to 18th-century poet and satirist António Lobo de Carvalho, otherwise known as The Wolf of Madragoa.

Teresa evokes a memory. A memory as a place of resistance. A memory suspended in space and time. A place one can return to. The fragmented image of an intimate record. The impression of moments forgotten in time but ready to emerge from oblivion—moments that allow us to build a possible history: the history we want to see. – Tânia Dinis