A one-minute film as a lyrical condensate of 105 years of cinema. Sixty seconds of enchanting associations related to barefooted duchesses and red fairy-tale shoes, cat people and drama queens: an actress, whose moving black-and-white photograph becomes crinkled like drying paper, draws the curtain again, thus escaping the looks of those reaching for and imposing on her, threatening to destroy her with their lust. Withdrawal will be followed by abandonment, self-denial by staging. Cinema, viewed from a distance and yet so close and present: a memo book about the eerie eroticism of overwhelming cinematic possibilities.
Gracie Hart is a tough-as-nails FBI officer. When her office receives a letter from a terrorist going by the alias "The Citizen", they figure out that he's planning his next act at the Miss America beauty pageant.
When record store owner Rob Gordon gets dumped by his girlfriend, Laura, because he hasn't changed since they met, he revisits his top five breakups of all time in an attempt to figure out what went wrong.
Have you watched Breeze yet? What did you think about it?