Jason Grisell

When Jobe, a middle-aged rollerblader, gets blamed for the overdose of an A-list actor, he spends a bizarre evening skating across Manhattan.

The COVID lockdown turns an emerging artist’s debut at a coveted Manhattan gallery into a performance in a white cube space for an audience of none.

Two roommates' lives are upended after finding out that their new Manhattan apartment harbors a dark secret.

Filmed on a bygone video camera, Stinking Heaven immerses you in the darkest crevices of the 1990s: a rehab commune housing a coven of colorful yet caustic personalities. A lucid vision of Sartre’s assertion that “hell is other people,” written with an utmost sincere sense of anarchy. Oddly sublime.