Koji Yamamura Movies

This work was commissioned for the 20th Anniversary Edition of the Toronto Reel Asian International Film Festival and made possible by support from...

A subtle and softened x-ray tinted journey through an opaque, undescribed stratosphere.

Everyone crosses the Red Bridge and yet no one likes him. One day, he falls into the deep valley.

An animated film based on one of the renku (collaborative linked poems) in the 1684 collection of the same name by the 17th-century Japanese poet...

The 5 animation poems singing joy of life, inspired by Normand Roger’s music. Mystery, dangerous, hope and anxiety, battles. The tiny little...

For her, dance is life. And life is dance. Every tingle in her heart gets her swinging to the beat.

Heartbroken, I bought a bottle of wine and drank it walking home. A tipsy journey reconstructed using the Japanese traditional storytelling method...

A woman traces her memories through a pearl ring, and comes upon her mother gazing at the same ring. But her memories soon lose their outline and...

This piece takes 8 seconds, and creates intervals between the frames, and then makes them bigger. It's about expansion and enlargement, not the...

There's a pet caterpillar named Larva in my class. I don't like bugs but Larva is sweet and we become friends. But one day, I am faced with a...

One day a boy encounters a street vendor who sells chicks.Even the boy knows these birds will die very soon. To his eyes, the man is selling none...

A girl made of unmelted snow has fallen in love with the dragon who brings spring. A story of changing seasons and thawing hearts.

On days I don't want to leave the house, I enjoy watching TV and videos on my smartphone. I'm supposed to be at home but the screen keeps taking me...

Reminiscing the days I spent with an old friend, facing up to the narrow but deep gap that lies between us.

The two of them, all alone at home. All alone with her father's corpse. Memories, ideals, and reality all sink beneath the muck. Everyone is alone....

Now a grown woman, I sit on the train recollecting my childhood. That morning field baking in the sun. Making one bamboo-leaf boat after the other....

Once we used to be happy and grateful for the pure act of eating.

"You're right. There was a bug–I killed it." Late at night, only one voice wafts around the room. What lies on the other end of the telephone...

Koji Yamamura's allegory the immutability of time, love and devotion, and the unbreakable nature of the parent-child bond, into interlacing story.

The first short in the series Karo and Piyobupt by Koji Yamamura