Roundhay Garden Scene

A brief, unadorned glimpse of everyday life, watching a train arrive and people bustle on a platform.

You settle into a decaying house with two magnetic eccentrics and drift between amusement, unease and tenderness as they perform their memories.

A brief, cheerful glimpse of old-fashioned rural merrymaking, all bustle and laughter, over almost before it begins.

A brief, quiet glimpse of a busy old street, watched with the calm curiosity of a passing observer.

A gentle, unhurried tour of grand old buildings and quiet countryside, more like a stroll than a story.

A dizzying, playful kaleidoscope of city life and filmmaking itself, demanding but exhilarating as it invents a new visual language.

A quiet, reflective tour through a famous modernist house and the memories of the family who once lived there.

A brief, bustling glimpse of a crowded fairground, more a historical curiosity than a story, watched with mild, distant fascination.

Like a leisurely stroll through a century-old scrapbook, charming, playful, and quietly awe-inspiring.

A brief, quiet glimpse of ordinary family life, observed with gentle curiosity rather than drama.

A brief, gentle window into a sunlit old-world park, watched more as a curiosity than a story. Quiet, static, and easy to drift past.

A fleeting scrap of early cinema, over almost before it registers, offering only a brief glimpse of a performer from another century.