Elusive Futures - Early Spring 2026

A Girl Walks Home Alone at Night (2014). Lonely streets, slow rebellion, soft violence. A western reimagined through minimalism, shadow and of course, vampires.
Ride the Pink Horse (1947). A drifter arrives in a desert town, carrying revenge. Nightfall, moral drift, and a suffocating sense of unease. A true noir set on the edge of the American West.
Lost Highway (1997). Sound & Vision by David Lynch. A fractured noir where identity slips and time folds in on itself. A slow cinematic descent into the subconscious. While you’re here, listen to Lynch’s haunting Ghost of Love.
Permanent Vacation (1980). Early Jim Jarmusch. Detached, drifting, and quietly defiant. A young outsider wanders through a decaying New York suspended between departure and inertia. Minimal narrative, maximum atmosphere.

Feral distortions. Somewhere between punk, rock’n’roll, country, and folk. Selections from Alien Nosejob, Smirk, Anytime Cowboy, the Drin, Silo Kids & beyond. Distorted guitars, lo-fi urgency, and songs that feel like they were recorded on the edge of leaving.
Sleep Paralysis. A quiet departure, or the illusion of it. Visceral, restless, avant-garde recordings.
Welcome to Night Vale. Strange broadcasts from a desert town where logic dissolves. Deadpan, eerie, quietly disorienting. A different kind of night drive.
City of rails. A fascinating podcast exploring the hidden, modern-day subculture of freight train hopping in America.

Mike Brodie. Train-hopping, drifting, surviving. Bodies in motion, fleeting encounters, the quiet poetry of escape. A visual archive of those who chose elsewhere. Discover his phenomenal photography book here.
Austin Augie. A documentarian’s gaze rooted in immersion and unpredictability. Lives at the margins, captured with quiet intensity - where chance, tension, and raw presence unfold in real time, echoing the spirit of Werner Herzog. Catch a glimpse of his ongoing practice here.
Amy Bravo. Fragments of intimacy. Bravo’s work lingers on bodies, textures, and fleeting gestures. Where softness meets tension, and meaning resists resolution. A study of closeness, distance, and everything in between.
The Watts Towers by Simon Rodia. An obsessive construction rising from the city. Built alone, over decades. A testament to persistence, intuition, and the quiet force of outsider creation.

La version qui n'intéresse personne, par Emmanuelle Pierrot. A fragmented exploration of displacement, identity, and the quiet tension of not fully belonging. Raw, fierce, destabilizing. Thanks Jeff for reminding me of its existence.