DCP DeSilva sees a way to bring to justice the feared head of a criminal empire by recruiting a man named Vijay, who looks exactly like the crime boss. The ruse works too well, and soon Vijay finds his life in danger when DeSilva, the only one who knows his true identity, dies.

A ruthless gangster named Don is killed during a scuffle with the police. Since only DSP D'Silva knows of this incident, he recruits Vijay, who is a spitting image of Don, to replace the original Don and infiltrate his gang. D'Silva plans to nab the entire gang, but when he dies during a raid, the secret that Vijay is not Don is also buried with him.

A youngster who is still figuring out what his passion is gets into an engineering college where he clashes with a disciplinarian faculty.

A vindication of the role of the technicians and artists who made spaghetti western genre possible, and a walk through the landscapes that made it possible to recreate in Spain, mainly in the desert of Almería, hundreds of adventures set in the remote American Far West.

A con-artist hires two low-lifes to cover him during a deal, ending with three criminals, two dueling pistols, and one night they'll never forget

A seductive anthology of gay short films that proves desire knows no borders. Contains the following shorts: [1] Metamorfosis (2020)(Sandro Arceo Espinosa)… [2] Pensadero (2022)(Matías Dinardo)… [3] Locas perdidas (2015)(Ignacio Juridici Merillán)… [4] Ahorita (2021)(Laurier Fourniau)… [5] Mon Dieu (2020)(Angélica Germanetti)… [6] Fin de semana bisiesto (2020)(Daniel Rivera)… [7] Pico de Orizaba (2017)(Jaime Fidalgo)

Murder, conspiracy, chases, unexpected turns of events in 24 hours everything as it is now will change! Seventy-two hours before the incident: 100,000,000 won worth of drugs are stolen from a police convoy as they are being delivered as evidence.

A condensation of a handful of sunsets with various visual moods. Red and blue as opposites that still find a way to cohere. Concrete silhouettes over an ever-changing, expanding canvas. Every movement is collective, molecular. With an invisible horizon, a chance presents itself to meditate on the “speed” of water and the sea and also for a more fluid kind of editing.