Koji Yamamura Filmes

We go to sleep in hopes for a better tomorrow. The moment of truth nears as our eyes slowly open to the new day…

When I touched the sack of cod roe for the first time, it felt exactly like my thighs. It was light pink and so soft. Maybe my whole world is made of...

A glimpse into a world where uniformity and conformity rule.

This film depicts evolution from birth of life to whale in the sea with music and images by dedication to the American contemporary composer George...

A mix of life tales in modern Japan where fate is predicted by your name and a fingerplay song. Are the members of this society playing into the...

Using the constellation as a motif, the heavens and the earth, metamorphose all the creatures.

Bloopers in sports are different from the blunders we make in everyday life but they tend to share similar physical movements. The title comes from...

Short by Koji Yamamura

Microorganisms propagate, gather, and transform into an A4 sheet of paper. You can feel signs of life within the page.

She keeps a secret that can't be told, and gradually forgets it. The girl is no longer sure whether what she remembers happened in reality or in a...

How to spend a ten-minute break at club activities. Let us take off [our] shoes and socks, and enjoy the fresh breeze between our toes. We are all...

This work is based on 15 years of entries in the diary that I’ve kept since age eight. Through creating this work I was searching for freedom...

In a land where there are no enemies or allies is a lone soldier. He spends his days sculpting wood with his bayonet. And then one day, out of the...

An animated archive of imaginary monsters written by a fictitious mosterologist in Medieval Europe.

Numbers stations were prominently used during the Cold War. A boy was tuning the radio in the snow mountain and happened to tune the shortwave of...

The theme is ‘one continues to live, leaving his trace.’ It is an abstract animation in which movement is done by repetition of pencil...

A seaside school. In the corridor stands the principal, beloved of the high-spirited youngsters. Gazing at a picture of a whale drawn as a child, the...

Heartbroken, I bought a bottle of wine and drank it walking home. A tipsy journey reconstructed using the Japanese traditional storytelling method...

The story about a Palestinian girl who feeds animals at the zoo.

A spring night, I walked past a ‘god’. I wonder if it was a cat or a man. Or was it a wind I felt in a slumber? They were certainly...