Koji Yamamura Movies

The film is of the memory love and gratitude of the dusty dog, and many other dogs, tracing their senses and memories, dedicating to you who gave...

Somewhere between calligraphy, embryology and words from beyond the grave, a convulsive poem wraps itself around the Japanese syllable...

The beach is packed in a Chinese resort. People are enjoying the summer holidays. An abrupt thundershower makes them run around in a flurry.

An short movie that is illustrated in black and white using rather simple animation. The story is told by a narrator with a lovely British voice that...

You always stumble before reach. The glass in your hand gets chipped every time. Then everything should start again from the start. There are,...

This story is about a place long ago, before birth and before death, that everyone knows and no one knows.

A visitor shows up in the middle of the night at the countryside house that Miyako shares with her father. Miyako goes to wake up her father, but the...

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

"You're right. There was a bug–I killed it." Late at night, only one voice wafts around the room. What lies on the other end of the telephone...

A dog we like to pet on the way home from school, an eccentric guy, and ringing doorbells as a prank. That's our life in this town.

Short by Koji Yamamura

One cold and damp morning, two weasels were wandering the quiet streets. They get separated at one point but are reunited. Just then, bells and...

A man is walking along the beach. Then a demon, the man’s pain, appears and chases him. The pain is unbearable, coursing through his entire...

Aoko is confident about the documents she creates at work, but doesn't get any positive feedback. Then, she witnesses her colleague secretly changing...

Reminiscing the days I spent with an old friend, facing up to the narrow but deep gap that lies between us.

Everyone crosses the Red Bridge and yet no one likes him. One day, he falls into the deep valley.

All of a sudden, a boy starts to play hopscotch. Kicking stone[s] is. . . simply play, but it doesn’t work as simply as it seems. He...

Suffering from her delusion, K tries to depict her disorder in her paintings. In her dream, she finds a frame, which makes her believe that drawing...

The world is filled with smells -- good smells, nasty smells, nasty but good smells, addictive smells, captivating smells, reminiscent smells, and so...

It's winter but my heart and the classroom are hot. Unexpectedly I got my hands on a star fruit, but I never told anyone about the taste.