Bande à Part Escuela

For generations, Sa Bastida has been much more than a house: it has been a refuge, a witness, and a vital centre for the Barceló family. Today, however, solitude has settled into every room, and Joan, the last one who remains, carries the living memory of all that it once was. As the arrival of new rhythms, infrastructures, and urban landscapes threatens this fragile environment, the documentary delves into the tension between the persistence of the past and the relentless advance of modernity. With an intimate and contemplative gaze, Dear Sa Bastida portrays not only the physical decay of a home, but also the emotional and symbolic value of a space that is quietly fading away. It is a tribute to the spaces that disappear, to the people who endure within them, and to the need to preserve memory before progress completely erases what defines us.

A white-painted wild olive tree has always been the symbol of the family. Today, his father and brother cut it down to make it easier for the grandmother to get out with the car. From a distance, the author writes a letter to his brother, reflecting on family, memory, and what it means to leave behind what has always defined them, while trying to maintain their bond, marked by tension and conflict every time he returns home.

After his grandfather’s death, Toni Tomàs watches as life in the countryside and within his family begins to change. His grandmother, affected by grief, slowly starts to see the light again, while his father, with calmness and firmness, tries to restore order and ensure that the loss of the grandfather is not too deeply felt. Toni Tomàs reflects on his father and the way he faces the loss, in an effort to understand his family.

Rita and Berta are thieves. In an old red car, they drive around the surrounding roads in search of the adrenaline rush they don't find in their daily lives. However, after every climb there is always a descent. Berta needs a change and has made a decision, one that could break her bond with Rita.

Two art history students spend a long day with a stolen painting, filling the hours with idle, superfluous conversations. All the while, they avoid confronting the obvious question: did they actually do something wrong?