I miss making dog ears out of my film festival catalogues and looking for seat numbers in the dark, but I’m not complaining.

Today, twenty-one global film festivals have come together, as one.

Before I was able to travel, films played a big part in my late-teenage years and early twenties. It was the portal to different worlds – the Wong Kar Wai world; the Pedro Almodovar world; the Luc Besson world, the Christopher Nolan world…

These days, almost everyone has a Netflix account (or Hulu, or Amazon) and we are guilty of binge-watching Bojack Horseman, season after season. In the latest season of Killing Eve, no one dies – even after getting hit by a bullet or stabbed in the head. Yet, we are still watching.

This morning, for a change, it was great to wake up to a film festival reminder. I’ve watched a surreal micro-portrait of Buenos Aires in the form of a 40-minute short film, Electric Swan.

Buildings are not supposed to move. But on Avenida Libertador 2050, a building moves and the ceiling shivers, causing a strange nausea that devours its residents. Those who live on the top are afraid they’ll fall, the ones who live beneath are afraid they’ll drown.

Konstantina Kotzamani’s Electric Swans

I enjoyed it, and I’m looking forward to the next nine days where I don’t have to tune in to Netflix (or Hulu, or Amazon), out of habit.

Scroll through the lineup of We Are One: A Global Film Festival and watch something different for a change.