Trond Arntzen

A personal film by Steffan Strandberg about his adolescence with an alcoholic mother.

Dining room tables, kitchen tables, bedside tables, coffee tables, outdoors tables, computer tables, pool tables. To fit in, you´ll want to have a lot of tables. In a dystopian future a choir gathers. One of the members strive to keep the facade.

Minutes before a plane's departure, a situation develops. A passenger refuses to sit down to prevent the deportation of another man. The pilot then finds himself having to take a political stand, the last thing he wants to do.

We are put to the test when we have to choose between what is right and what is easy.

Jon's mom is dead, yet she still comes every night before he falls asleep to wish him a good night. But one night she does not, and Jon can't sleep. His dad comes up with an idea; he ties a long red thread around his big toe and leaves Jon the other end to hold on to while he sleeps. Now Jon can tug on the thread if he becomes frightened. Late in the night, Jon wakes with a start, following the thread, he finds that it doesn't lead to his father's bedroom, but down the hall, out the front door, and into what he fears the most; the darkness in the never ending forest behind the house.

A personal film by Steffan Strandberg about his adolescence with an alcoholic mother.

Dining room tables, kitchen tables, bedside tables, coffee tables, outdoors tables, computer tables, pool tables. To fit in, you´ll want to have a lot of tables. In a dystopian future a choir gathers. One of the members strive to keep the facade.

Minutes before a plane's departure, a situation develops. A passenger refuses to sit down to prevent the deportation of another man. The pilot then finds himself having to take a political stand, the last thing he wants to do.

We are put to the test when we have to choose between what is right and what is easy.

Jon's mom is dead, yet she still comes every night before he falls asleep to wish him a good night. But one night she does not, and Jon can't sleep. His dad comes up with an idea; he ties a long red thread around his big toe and leaves Jon the other end to hold on to while he sleeps. Now Jon can tug on the thread if he becomes frightened. Late in the night, Jon wakes with a start, following the thread, he finds that it doesn't lead to his father's bedroom, but down the hall, out the front door, and into what he fears the most; the darkness in the never ending forest behind the house.