Courts Critiques

Défi de novembre | Documentaire APPEL À DÉFI | DOCUMENTAIRELa prochaine projection mensuelle sera dédiée à un genre possédant une histoire riche chez Kino : le documentaire. 🔍 Style et sujet au choix.DURÉE : 2 min max (générique inclus)FORMAT : h264, 1080p, .mp4 ou .movLANGUE : Français, sinon sous-titré en français...

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The Disappeared: Trump’s Mass Deportation Machine and the Shadow Prison in El Salvador On March 15, 2025—Black Saturday—the Trump administration defied a federal court order and deported 238 Venezuelan men to El Salvador’s notorious mega-prison...

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Binarité, intelligence artificielle, Culture War, publicité, omniprésence de la bagnole et cybernétique… c’est de ça dont parle mon prochain film. ☺

Pendant 20 ans j’ai fouillé une question, j’ai rencontré des gens, j’ai suivi des activistes, des penseurs, et enfin j’ai le plaisir de pouvoir vous présenter La Pensée-Machine, mon dernier long métrage documentaire. Un film spécial pour moi, parce que des plus personnels. Un trip audiovisuel.

Le film que je vais vous présenter aux Rendez-vous Québec Cinéma le dimanche 23 février prochain a été fait avec des bourses des Conseils des arts, que je remercie sincèrement, mais sans véritable budget de production. C’est le 3e long métrage de suite que je fais sans financement en production… Il me semble important que le public qui aime nos films connaisse l’état du financement de la culture...

Mais je tiens également à dire que j’ai une communauté extraordinaire autour de moi, des collègues cinéastes qui m’ont conseillé, des techniciens et toutes sortes de collaborateurs qui ont cru à mon projet et qui ont aidé à ce qu’il se fasse. Je leur en suis infiniment reconnaissant.

Merci à
Michel Giroux, Josué Bertolino, Patrice LeBlanc, Pablo Perugorria, Carlos Ferrand, Dorothy Hénaut, Julie Perron, Simon Rodrigue, Sylvain L’Espérance, Laurence B. Lemaire, Denys Desjardins, Olivier Bochenek, Guy Gendron, Arantza Maldonado, Denis McCready, Boban Chaldovich, Jesse Freeston, Carole Poliquin, Richard Brouillette, Yves-Marie Abraham, Éric George, Ambre Fourrier, Caroline Dufresne, François Pizarro Noël, Martin Duckworth, Mathieu LeBlanc, Jocelyne Clarke, Elza Kephart, Lucile Siraut Amy Miller, Helgi Piccinin, Bruno Dubuc, Alyssa Symons-Bélanger, Olivier Roy, Élyse Désilets - Anouk Asselin Gagné - Marie-Hélène Gosselin - Zoé Rouan-Leroux - Leia Asselin - Noah Marsolais-Asselin - Michel Gionet - Sophie Gionet, Nathalie Perreault et tous les autres ami.e.s qui m’ont donné des coups de mains quand il le fallait…

Mille mercis aussi aux intervenant.e.s du film qui ont été d’une grande générosité :
Dalie Giroux - Carolanne Campeau - Roland-Yves Carignan - Louis Marion - Philippe de Grosbois - Chef François Paulette - Marjolaine Goudreau - Catherine Dorion - Alexis-Michel Schmitt-Cadet – Roadsworth - Pascale Brunet - Jérémy Bouchez - Christine Gosselin

Venez voir mon film, j’y serai, et on pourra jaser!
Olivier D. Asselin
Cinéaste

(La belle affiche est de Christian de Massy)

Letters From The Ground 3: A beautiful prison

From: Zoukak Collective
To: The people of the moon

The world is a prison,
its door, the moon.

We speak,
You speak,
Though silence may besiege us.

We raise our voices,
Not as victims, but as a force.

We speak,
Our survival lies within our words,
For we cannot afford silence,
And you cannot afford silence.

Here, the world —
A beautiful prison,
its door, the moon.

Our existence is not a privilege or a favor.
Our existence is born of painful solidarity,
A forceful act,
A force of resistance.

We stand together,
We confront together,
What seeks to erase us —
Our bodies, our minds,
Our thoughts, our souls.

Here, the world —
A beautiful prison,
its door, the moon.

Under brutality and war machinaries,
Under surveillance and suppression,
Wherever we are,
We have arrived here.
And from here,
We will not leave this here.
Together.

We confront,
Not for the comfort of green spaces,
Not for some distant peace,
Not for lands we wish to conquer.
We resist,
For this land,
Our land,
Our planet.

Here, the world —
A beautiful prison,
its door, the moon.

Gaza is a mirror.
We look into it from the ends of the earth,
It looks back into us.
A victim within us sees itself in it,
An executioner within us sees himself in it.
We look
We witness
A story
Repeating itself,
Day after day.
An executioner
A victim
A victim
An executioner

Yesterday,
We watched a film —
The wandering dead, slaughtered in oblivion.
Perhaps it was Gaza:
Children burning, families disappearing,
A propaganda mirror.

In it, the boundaries blur
Between reality and illusion.
Lines dissolve,
Horizons vanish,
Horizons emerge.

Here, the world —
A beautiful prison,
its door, the moon.

Together, we confront
Lies and fabrications,
Promises upon promises
Fade,
Vanish.

Democracy, a pride —
Preachings and omens,
Fair of face,
Branding with tattoos:
Herds for life,
Herds for death.

Refusing to submit comes at a price —
It always has.

Here, the world —
A beautiful prison,
its door, the moon.

Tyrants weigh our lives,
In the balance of their interests,
In the balance of their comfort.

We, and you,
See a truth:
We are surplus, unnecessary —
That’s how we are seen.

Here, the world —
A beautiful prison,
its door, the moon.

Explosions ignite our dawn,
Corpses eclipse our day.
And still, we remain —
More than mere victims.
We celebrate life:
With art, with theater, with festivals, with words.
We confront death:
With art, with theater, with festivals, with words.

Here, the world —
A beautiful prison,
With the moon as its door.

We stare at its dark side.
We see, we worry.
We forget, we find peace.
We speak.
From the darkness,
Words emerge as poetry.
We speak.
From poetry,
Words emerge as prose for action.

When tyranny tears down our door, let us remember our right to resist. When we enjoy a moment’s safety, let us not forget our power to stand firm and take initiative against the tyranny lurking just beyond the door.

When we occupy a space for gathering, let us bring it to life — as a stage, a platform, a space for action. Let it be a place where our thoughts, fears, burdens, and contradictions emerge in every possible way; a spark to ignite reflection in our homelands, with our communities, within our spaces, and wherever our influence may reach.

Live. Stay. Act.
For living, staying, and acting are realms —
Cultural, political, and social spaces;
A land of life,
A land
of dreams and poetry.
Let us not turn the moon’s splendor
Into a prison.
For here and now,
The world is a prison,
the moon, its beautiful door.

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