 
Film Fest: Stories from sex workers’ rights movement around the world
Luca Stevenson Rori
Three documentary films exploring diverse realities of sex workers around the world followed by a closing ceremony of the festival.
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Three documentary films exploring diverse realities of sex workers around the world followed by a closing ceremony of the festival.
 
Opening with one of the most memorable shots ever filmed, and screened a year after the initial successes of the 2011 Egyptian revolution, Too Soon, Too Late is a search for the traces left on the landscape of past revolutions in France and Egypt.
 
Sonic ‘observations’ of the world, through micro recordings on a tiny scale and transformed into something musically compelling.
 
No Wave, damaged garage jams and crazed instant vocal shrieks.
 
Whether drawing their own fractured, abstract narrative, or re-contextualising, chewing up and spitting out someone else’s, each of the films here take a dramatic arc as their starting point and throw it to the wind.
 
An immersive environment where sound is looped through oscillators, radio, guitar pick-ups and video amps to create dense strobing images and colours
 
Dub is strange. A conversation with Edward George and Dhanveer Brar.
 
Blissed-out sun-dappled drone ragas of the highest order, with a metal-tinged signature sound of plucked and bowed strings.
 
The Truth and Lies book project emerges as part of a rising tide of sex worker art and organised struggle to end criminalisation and stigmatisation of sex work.
 
Solo by Jean-Philippe Gross, a French electro-acoustic improviser, working with mixing board, cheap mics, small speakers and an analog synth, built around a honed interest in feedback.
 
Akio Suzuki and John Butcher performing by the Stones of Stenness, instead of the Ring of Brodgar, because of bad weather.
 
How do poetry and maths stitch together pictures of our fractured situation from its wreckage and relics, from the debris of hope and the well of residues that make us what we are?