Taruto Fuyama Filmes

A day in a seaside town.

In the pitch darkness a man cannot see anything. Only light source is a light lit with a match by someone else. The light is lit and put out. This...

Animations inspired by the art of Jim Woodring.

How long has it been since she lost control of her body? She is completely tapped out and finds herself wishing that she could just shed her body.

In a land where there are no enemies or allies is a lone soldier. He spends his days sculpting wood with his bayonet. And then one day, out of the...

"Someday, this will end. I hate it. I wanna live forever," murmurs a girl over and over again. Does she repeat the same moments, or does she move...

I want to leave home,” a pet fish told a boy one day. The boy reluctantly takes the fish out to the sea to ‘keep his promise,’ as...

You can hear three stories, and see one story. That makes four different stories happening at the same time.

When I was a kid, my big brother became obsessed with the 90s Japanese subculture of teenage guys who were known as "Gyaru-o." His odd appearance...

The main character wrapped in a white cocoon rides on a train with no particular destination in mind. This character travels somewhere far away with...

He’ has kept moving forward through his life. Nothing else bothered him. But, one day by chance he realized that he has definitely grown old....

Aoko is confident about the documents she creates at work, but doesn't get any positive feedback. Then, she witnesses her colleague secretly changing...

Inorganic and disconnected substances are infected with consciousness. They wander between points and surfaces believing they are complete...

The fear to be ruined calmly without any conscience. Everybody is getting distorted soundly and gently.

Brothers eating dinner, a girl watering the plants, a boy awakening in the night… The daily scenery from the house where they all lived at one...

A speeding car leaps onto the highway of Time and hurtles forward -- its velocity is limitless.

An alternative take on the birth of our moon and what one woman lost in the process of creating it.

One night as I was walking through the forest, a robber steals my bookmark. I chase him only to end up in an endless void of darkness.

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

From that day an anxiety started to root in the man's room. He just keeps walking not to sink in listlessness. This is a document to reflect my own...