screening-multi-film

Orishas ride the tide. Trees speak in tongues. Flesh and bone, moving with the breath of ancestors and the pull of root systems older than written word. The body leans in. Our breath collective. The land holds us.

Rooted in local knowledge, and sharpened against systems that mistake extraction for progress. This is land reclaimed as method, as memory, as future.

Short films from student filmmakers around the Caribbean.