Our bodies store memories. The body does not forget. A childhood in Damascus, OCD, the revolution, falling in love with a woman. My body remembers, it keeps the trauma. And after all the losses, I had to start listening to my body.
Madonna Adib
Directing
Muxes
To Be a Bruja
The Legend in Me
Transgender Kids: Who Knows Best?
Army of Lovers or Revolt of the Perverts
Dead Gay Men and Living Lesbians
Looking for Richard
Facing Ali
Welcome to Chechnya
John Candy: I Like Me
Gilbert
Embrace
The System
Silent Pioneers
The Dream Machine
Penis Poetry
What Will I Become?
Harmontown
I Am Heath Ledger
As I Was Moving Ahead, Occasionally I Saw Brief Glimpses of Beauty