Simone Marino

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4 tiktokers. A limou. A party. A dead man.

4 tiktokers. A limou. A party. A dead man.

Edo is an 18 years old boy with fast-progressing alopecia, which he wants to cure before his boyfriend returns from his year abroad. The drops he takes begin to transform something in his body. However, also his boyfriend seems to have undergone a change...

Edo is an 18 years old boy with fast-progressing alopecia, which he wants to cure before his boyfriend returns from his year abroad. The drops he takes begin to transform something in his body. However, also his boyfriend seems to have undergone a change...

A collection of sensual and provocative male-centric LGBTQ+ short films including: Pedro Had a Horse, Monte, The Gemini Has Two Faces, Death is Not the End of the World, Cobalto, The First Kiss, and The Oddity in the Blue Crayfish.

Two young trappers are home with their hedgeog and receive unexpected visits that upset the night and their lifes.

Two young trappers are home with their hedgeog and receive unexpected visits that upset the night and their lifes.

In the Venetian lagoon, to board boats and ferries, one must first take a few steps onto a floating platform called an imbarcadero. In Chioggia, near Venice, among the many docking points, there lives an imbarcadero much like the others. But this one has a problem. It has been abandoned and for far too long, no one has walked upon it. No foot deigns to tread on it, and even more importantly, all the boats ignore it. There was just one boat that, once upon a time, made it wobble. Theirs wasn’t exactly a love story. It was more like a dance, a game of chase, a recognizing and ignoring. It wasn’t even a real infatuation. In the murky sea and the placid lagoon, what this imbarcadero experienced was a simple, overpowering crush.

In the Venetian lagoon, to board boats and ferries, one must first take a few steps onto a floating platform called an imbarcadero. In Chioggia, near Venice, among the many docking points, there lives an imbarcadero much like the others. But this one has a problem. It has been abandoned and for far too long, no one has walked upon it. No foot deigns to tread on it, and even more importantly, all the boats ignore it. There was just one boat that, once upon a time, made it wobble. Theirs wasn’t exactly a love story. It was more like a dance, a game of chase, a recognizing and ignoring. It wasn’t even a real infatuation. In the murky sea and the placid lagoon, what this imbarcadero experienced was a simple, overpowering crush.