Tag Archives: Creative Short Film

“BEÍTH”: A Cinematic Poem Short Film Directed By Cécile Delepière (2015)

“BEÍTH” is a Cinematic Poem Short Film Inspired by Kahlil Gibran’s Poem ‘On Death’ Directed By Cécile Delepière.

Produced, Edited and Directed by: Cécile DELEPIÈRE

Starring and Co-Produced by: Susan ATEH
Director of Photography: Steeven PETITTEVILLE

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Costume Designer : Rosalida MEDINA
Make up/hair Artist: Emma WILLIS
Production Manager : John PIRKIS
Production Assistant: Graham EDGELL
Color Correction & Visual Effects: Steeven PETITTEVILLE
Sound Designer & Mixer : Ian FISH
Music : Cyril MORIN, Dexter BRITAIN, Quentin SIRJAQ
Motion Designer : Olivier JEAN
Illustrator: Rosalida MEDINA

Bieth Cinematic Poem Short Film Starring Susan ATEH Directed by Cécile Delepière 2015.JPG

“A young woman breaks free in this original and visually compelling piece. Dedicated to all women of the world who are still struggling to be free”.

“On Death” by  Kahlil Gibran

You would know the secret of death.
But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heart of life?
The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the day cannot unveil the mystery of light.
If you would indeed behold the spirit of death, open your heart wide unto the body of life.
For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.

In the depth of your hopes and desires lies your silent knowledge of the beyond;
And like seeds dreaming beneath the snow your heart dreams of spring.
Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.
Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd when he stands before the king whose hand is to be laid upon him in honour.
Is the shepherd not joyful beneath his trembling, that he shall wear the mark of the king?
Yet is he not more mindful of his trembling?

For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?
And what is it to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?

Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing.
And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb.
And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.

Bieth Cinematic Poem Short Film Starring Susan ATEH Directed by Cécile Delepière in 2015.JPG

Website:  http://www.ceciledelepiere.com/


“In Between”: A Cinematic Poem Short Film Directed By Rolf Steinmann (2015)

“In Between” is a Cinematic Poem Short Film on the Musk Oxen in the Arctic Directed by Rolf Steinmann.

Filmed and Directed by:   Rolf Steinmann

Music by:  Jon Hopkins (“Campfire”) & Matthew Cooper (“Area 41 & Hymn #1″, Performed by Eluvium”)

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Editor: Nigel Buck
Narration: Terry Burns
Support in the field: Matthew Polvorosa Kline
Sound editor: Tim Owens
Sound mixer: Ben Peace
Colourist: Tim Bolt
Graphic design (cover & posters): Alisa Wimmer

In Between Cinematic Poem Short Film on the Arctic Musk Oxen Directed by Rolf Steinmann in 2015.JPG

“In a remote corner of the world a living relic from a prehistoric age still exists. A creature that once roamed the northern plains alongside mammoths and sabertooth cats. This shortfilm is the result of my journey into his world. A world unknown to most of us.”

Website:  http://rolfsteinmann.de/index.html

“Shapeshifter”: Animated Cinematic Poem Short Film Narrated By Gabriel Byrne Directed By Alex Weil Of CHRLX (2012)

The animated short film “Shapeshifter” was created by CHRLX. Gabriel Byrne Narrates A Journey Through A Dream World.

Director: Alex Weil

Production Company: CHRLX
Narrated by: Gabriel Byrne
Co-Director and Designer: Diana Park
3D Lead / Lead Animator: Adam Burke
Lead Animator / Animation Development: John Karian
Lead Compositing Artist: Jesse Newman
Executive Producer: Chris Byrnes
Producer: Reece Ewing


Poem:  “Dream” by Fitzgerald Scott

What are dreams?
Moments etched in time
Swept in strokes on twilight canvases
Vast as the cosmos
Quiet lullabies echoing through the purple dawn
Farthest reaches of imagination, fulfilled
Endlessly evolving
Leaps and bounds
Hidden beauty in unexpected places
Sculptures of perfect imperfections
These are dreams
Sublime journeys beyond the extraordinary
Sad shadows of requiems long ago
Forms and formlessness
Textures that radiate cascading visions and colorful sounds
Dreams that shimmer between wishes and stars
Transcendently soar
Through infinite possibilities”

Website:  http://www.charlex.com/

“San Francisco Howlin’ “: Creative Short Film Featuring Poem By Allen Ginsberg Directed By Matthias Zierau (2011)

Short Film shot in San Francisco, California .

Filmed and Edited By:  Matthias Zierau

Voice Over:    Allen Ginsberg citing from his poem “Howl”
Music:    Barrie Gledden & Chris Bussey


By Allen Ginsberg 1926–1997

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked,
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix,
angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night,
who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz,
who bared their brains to Heaven under the El and saw Mohammedan angels staggering on tenement roofs illuminated,
who passed through universities with radiant cool eyes hallucinating Arkansas and Blake-light tragedy among the scholars of war,
who were expelled from the academies for crazy & publishing obscene odes on the windows of the skull,
who cowered in unshaven rooms in underwear, burning their money in wastebaskets and listening to the Terror through the wall,
who got busted in their pubic beards returning through Laredo with a belt of marijuana for New York,
who ate fire in paint hotels or drank turpentine in Paradise Alley, death, or purgatoried their torsos night after night
with dreams, with drugs, with waking nightmares, alcohol and cock and endless balls,
incomparable blind streets of shuddering cloud and lightning in the mind leaping toward poles of Canada & Paterson, illuminating all the motionless world of Time between,
Peyote solidities of halls, backyard green tree cemetery dawns, wine drunkenness over the rooftops, storefront boroughs of teahead joyride neon blinking traffic light, sun and moon and tree vibrations in the roaring winter dusks of Brooklyn, ashcan rantings and kind king light of mind,
who chained themselves to subways for the endless ride from Battery to holy Bronx on benzedrine until the noise of wheels and children brought them down shuddering mouth-wracked and battered bleak of brain all drained of brilliance in the drear light of Zoo…