A satirical dive into the mind-melting media simulacra of the internet and reality TV, Jake Brush’s exercise in brain rot uses a real episode of Hoarders as a jumping off point into a frazzled cacophony of neon techno-noise and bizarre caricatures. Through absurdist monologue, whirlwind editing, and crackling animation, this short blends Marshal McLuhan and Jake Paul to take down our pervasive era of smoothbrain infoglut.

A beautifully oversaturated 16mm collagework that brings together formative iconography from filmmaker’s coming out experiences and injects them with anxiety, playing out the insecurities of queer coming of age in retrospect. The insistent chirping of Grindr notifications and distorted interviews with former lovers amounts to a thrumming, frantic work of memoir that blends digital and dream lives.

Homemade Gatorade is an eerily animated journey into the uncanny valley of digital commerce, sublimated erotics, and the kinds of malevolent sidequests only late night chatroom rabbit holes can foster. Evoking early aughts YouTube video aesthetics, this bite-sized creepypasta about a woman desperately trying to sell her bootleg energy drink cocktail to a potentially unhinged stranger is amusing, unsettling, and strangely cogent.

This poetry-driven analogue horror film explores corporeality, domestic abuse, self-love, and time travel. Eerie domestic vignettes distorted by static serve as a frame for the atemporality of trauma and the dissociative states of consciousness that come with it through the vehicle of television—a friend, foe, and alternate dimension.