There is great sadness in the small village Everywhere. Since the Golden Thaler is no longer owned by the village, nothing grows there except cabbage and discouragement.

A fake prince is caught stealing a golden ball and banished to a magical forest, where a fairy inadvertently turns him into a frog. The enchantment can only be lifted by kissing a princess. When the frog helps to retrieve the gold ball from a deep well, he claims a reward. But will he really get the all-important kiss that will break his spell?

Prince Frederick is supposed to choose his bride at a ball, but in the enchanted forest he meets Odette – a girl who is a swan during the day. He falls in love and wants to break the spell, so he invites her to the ball. But the sorcerer Rothbart hatches a nasty plan and sends his daughter in Odette's place. Will Frederick realise the deception in time?

The whole country wants an end of the drought. Maren has even more reason to wish for rain, her austere father,the rich hay farmer Iven, will approve her marriage with her beloved Andrees only if the rain falls before the next sunset.

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Queen Klara not only rules over her own kingdom, she is also ruler of the Twelve Months and guides them through the year. The Prince of Frost, whose dark forces only strengthen in the leap year, try to prevent the progression of the year.

当劳拉在母亲60岁生日时去看望她时，她没有料到这位在东德小镇广受欢迎、积极参与社区事务的居民即将开启一场情感的“强力之旅”，而这将无意间揭开尘封的过往。

This short film describes what cows are doing in spring from a very human point of view.

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The title comes from a poem of a German poet, Heine. The 9/11 event was so beyond my comprehension – you can understand and react to a death of one, or two persons‚ but I could not react to the death of 2500 people – it was an abstraction, a fairy tale – that’s why I framed my 9/11 film (shot from my roof) with the fairytale, with the image watching this story, the story of 9/11. Like any other fairy tale coming from the past – by this girl this child dreaming, listening, and dreaming about the tales coming from the past. ―Jonas Mekas