One Week

Director: Buster Keaton
Cast: Buster Keaton, Sybil Seely, Joe Roberts
1920, 25’, Black & White, DCP
Restoration: Cinetece di Bologna Music: Uninvited Jazz Band

Buster and his sweetheart Sybil (Sybil Seely) are just married. As a wedding present, his uncle gives them a plot of land along with a pre-fabricated house, still in its box. Buster is confident he can put it all together, but Handy Hank, Sybil’s jilted would-be boyfriend, has changed the numbers on all the pieces needing to be assembled.

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(Sur)real Colors

(Sur)real Colors

Fantasia of Color in Early Cinema

Fantasia of Color in Early Cinema

Nathan the Wise

Nathan the Wise

Different from the Others

Different from the Others

Views of Ottoman Empire Selection

Views of Ottoman Empire Selection

Charlie Chaplin Shorts

Charlie Chaplin Shorts

One Week

One Week

Hundred Year Old Films for Pera Museum's 10th Year Fantasia of Color

Hundred Year Old Films for Pera Museum's 10th Year Fantasia of Color

Return from Vienna

Return from Vienna

Józef Brandt harboured a fascination for the history of 17th century Poland, and his favourite themes included ballistic scenes and genre scenes before and after the battle proper –all and sundry marches, returns, supply trains, billets and encampments, patrols, and similar motifs illustrating the drudgery of warfare outside of its culminating moments.

Dancing on Architecture

Dancing on Architecture

I think it was Frank Zappa – though others claim it was Laurie Anderson – who said in an interview that ‘writing on music is much like dancing on architecture’. 

Midnight Horror Stories: The Last Ferry <br> Galip Dursun

Midnight Horror Stories: The Last Ferry
Galip Dursun

I remembered a game as I was waiting in the passenger lounge for the ferry to arrive just a few minutes ago. A game we used to play at home when I was young, in my country that is very far away from here, a relic from the distant past; I don’t even remember how we used to play it. The kind of game that makes me feel a thousand times lonelier than I already am among the crowd waiting to get on the ferry.