The Lost Reflection: Confessions of a Kept Woman

Born on September 26, 1869 in the Armenian homeland of the Turkish Ottoman Empire, Komitas was a frail, weak boy, but with a perfect singing voice. Despite humble life circumstances, it was his voice that brought Komitas to the Holy See of Echmiadzin where, not being able to speak Armenian because it was forbidden by the Turks, Komitas addressed the supreme bishop, Catholicos Gevorg IV, "I don't speak Armenian, if you wish I will sing." His genius apparent, Komitas went on to study at the music college in Tiflis (Tbilisi), Georgia, then to Constantinople, Berlin, and Paris. Renowned musicians of the day, Vincent d'Indy, Gabriel Faure', and Camille Saint-Saens, were entranced by Komitas's music. The French composer Claude Debussi, following a concerto by Komitas, exclaimed, "Brilliant father Komitas! I bow before your musical genius!" The driving quest of Komitas's passion, his dream, was to bring to the world the music and folklore, both ancient and modern, of Armenian culture. He would travel the countryside of his Armenian homeland in search of not only Armenian songs and dance, but also that of the Kurds, Turks, and Persians. Komitas would meticulously record and interpret these gems of Anatolian culture to a wider European audience. Had Komitas been allowed to live out his life in fulfillment of his dream, what wonderful music can only be imagined. Tragically, this was not to be. Instead Komitas found himself a part of the other Armenian intellectuals and community leaders of Constantinople that were taken to a death march on the night of April 24, 1915. What Komitas experienced, the abject brutality and torture, defies description. Although spared death because of the intervention of influential Europeans and Americans, the experience led Komitas on a descent into madness. He was put into a French psychiatric hospital in 1916 where he spent the remaining years of his life until his death in 1935.

Plastic Paradise is the first documentary to chronicle the rise, fall, and resurgence of tiki, or Polynesian pop, one of the defining cultural trends of postwar America. Think South Pacific, candy-colored, rum-infused cocktails with names like the Shrunken Skull and the Missionary's Downfall, crazy Hawaiian shirts, exotica music, and a nonstop party scene inhabited by self-styled nonconformists. That was then. Today, tiki has been embraced by a coast-to-coast underground hipster subculture of former punk rockers, vintage junkies, and escapists. Featuring historians and hula dancers, master mixologists, mermaids, and more, Plastic Paradise is your ticket to this little-known, fascinating scene, including a pilgrimage to the famed Mai-Kai Restaurant in Fort Lauderdale for Hukilau, an annual anything goes celebration that draws Polynesian popsters from all over the world.

This deeply moving film reminds the world of the forgotten history of gay survivors of Nazi Germany. As many as 15,000 gay men were sent to concentration camps, targeted by the Nazis as subversives. In this powerful documentary, three gay survivors share their stories. The "A" (which stood for "Arschficker"/"Assfucker") refers to a symbol (which pre-dated the pink triangle) that gay prisoners were forced to wear.

Echoes That Remain paints a rich portrait of Eastern European Jewry before the Holocaust. Folk stories, parables, and anecdotes come together in a complex tapestry woven from archival research and oral histories.

Uruguayans, homeland or football.