Koji Yamamura Movies

No doubt negative enery is going to accumulate in my body today, tomorrow and the day after. When that happens, I'll have my own way of release.

Mimi is fed up with her pathetic self. One day she walks along looking at the ground like usual when she notices a suspicious flyer.

The two of them, all alone at home. All alone with her father's corpse. Memories, ideals, and reality all sink beneath the muck. Everyone is alone....

The first short in the series Karo and Piyobupt by Koji Yamamura

Inspired by the Fifteenth canto of the Divine Comedy, in which Dante meets his teacher, Brunetto Latini.

Here, everyone is an outlander. But something's not right. Everyone else has a place to sit at the table, a home to return to at will. Not him....

Since I was born, the moon has circled the Earth 9,125 times. We all grew older with each orbit, but the moon never seems to age. A story about my...

Mayumi is a spoiled girl whose parents buy her everything she wants. She names her name "Mayumi" to everything she receives, and her room is...

A boy’s spoon falls on the floor when he is having breakfast. The moment he is trying to pick it up, the boy is thrown into a different world....

That moment of refreshing sensation when drinking a soda in the hot summer.

Amii runs and runs on a bloodstained earth, through dark forests and warm fields. She keeps running in fear.

Goldfish born in Tenjinnuma, a famous goldfish production area, were auctioned off and sold to Yokota Gumi. The goldfish scooped by elementary school...

It consists of only woman who keeps caressing a resisting cat.

This work is based on 15 years of entries in the diary that I’ve kept since age eight. Through creating this work I was searching for freedom...

An apple flows down the stream of a mill where innumerable illusions of fish appear and disappear in the sky reflected in the water.

The theme is indecisiveness but hand the reigns over to kids and a T-Rex is sure to show up sooner or later. Yamamura's delight in their errant...

Here, everything is The North. This is an account of the people I met in The North. However, my fragmented memory doesn't capture the essence at all.

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...

A Parade for three managers and four performers. Sketchy drawings in a neatly arranged palette, involving quotes from the French composer Erik Satie,...

I get up in the morning, prepare myself, wait for a bus, then the train, go to school, and return home. Days go by even while I wonder about, cry,...