Austral Fever

An uneasy, slow Italian drama that lingers on awkward desire and isolation, making the viewer uncomfortable more than moved.

A quiet, uneasy chamber piece that lingers in stillness and unspoken tension, leaving you unsettled long after its brief runtime.

A quiet, cerebral and unsettling chamber piece that keeps you at a distance, watching intimacy and obsession unfold with chilly restraint.

An uneasy, slow-building short that turns the ache of loneliness into something quietly unsettling and uncomfortable to sit with.

A quiet, slow study of loneliness and buried longing, unsettling in its intimacy and hard to shake afterwards.

A quiet, uneasy slow burn that lets isolation and creeping dread settle in around you.

A quiet, suffocating watch, all grey routine and unspoken dread, where silences and small gestures carry more weight than anything said aloud.

A quiet, watchful short that lets unspoken jealousy build through rural silences and routine farm labor.

A hushed, disorienting chamber piece where voices and machines blur, leaving you stranded in someone's stalled, airless waiting.

A cold, clinical descent into compulsion and self-destruction, told through detached conversation and stark, uncomfortable imagery.

A quiet, sorrowful slow burn that tightens around you as loneliness curdles into something unsettling.

A raw, uneasy plunge into withdrawal and isolation, with a stranger's presence keeping you constantly on edge.