During a spur-of-the-moment trip to St. Petersburg, chief financial officer Elena unexpectedly meets the man of her dreams – and then, equally unexpectedly, loses him again. She has nothing to go on, so she breaks out everything she's got to hunt him down: logical deduction, supernatural forces, her friends' help, a new guy she's met, a retreat, and much more. Since she was a little girl, Elena has always "taken life at a march," climbing the career ladder with frankly alarming determination, never letting herself get waylaid by romance or relationships. She's always been like that – right up until this weird, accidental, incredibly lucky meeting. In the new episodes, Elena gets back to hunting down the one that got away, using every aboveground (or underhand) method available to her. She rushes headlong into it, makes mistakes, falls down, but keeps going, making the difficult journey toward love and affection, and, most importantly, finding herself.

A wonderful dark tale of coming of age in a country in transformation - then Czechoslovakia (now Slovakia) in 1990s. Against the backdrop of a regime change and general crisis of basic values, a young man is finding his way into adult life. Playing a part in a love (hate?) triangle he does not fully understand until the conclusion, he desperately tries to make sense of the unpredictable behavior of the other two main characters which is linked to the secrets lurking in their past. All this while he is not sure about his own role in a world where yesterday's truths mean nothing today. Brilliant actors in a brilliant film that even gives you a glimpse of hope at the end.

A hardened cop tries to unravel the past to discover whether a violent teenager was responsible for the murder of his family. A confused fifteen-year-old runaway becomes enthralled with the young man.

A homage to a church carved into a rock in Finland. But also, a filmic essay, accompanied by various quotations, recited by a woman’s voice. Seamlessly connecting the images and texts: deep melancholy, the wounds of our time, and the longing to no longer be “all by myself.”