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Castello Cavalcanti  (2013) is a seven-minute short film directed by Wes Anderson in production partnership with Prada. Jason Schwartzman stars as Jed Cavalcanti, a 1950s Formula One driver who is partaking in a race resulting in an implicitly fatal crash into a statue of Jesus in a small Italian village. What follows divides audiences and evokes questions about death, the afterlife, and fate. This short is a personal favourite of mine. I think it truly alters and encourages

On 21st February 2026, in the skinniest jeans I own, surrounded by heavily foundationed second-years dancing to Calvin Harris, I realised I, too, was gripped by the desire to return to simpler times. A disco ball wasn’t needed with the amount of highlighter I had swatched on my cheeks. 2016 was back. From the renaissance of Frutiger Aero – the futuristic design aesthetic prevalent in early 2000s tech – to the idealisation of drawn-on-finger moustaches and galaxy leggings, it

Sat in eerie silence, the kind that suspends, borrowing grief from the future. Reaching through with sticky hands, to steal something I can call mine.   In the same way, a sweet friend took the floor with him when he left. A souvenir for his struggles - will the feeling ever fade? The need to hold something close. To fold your palms tight,   to write it all down, in a language you understand. Does the book ache to return to the tree? It can no longer lend its knowledge to me.

If you want to make a Gen Z crowd uncomfortable with a single question, ask them "What are your hobbies?" Upon being asked this question, one immediately thinks of those rare guitar lessons you had in secondary school, or the fact that you actually finished that film three weeks ago, or perhaps you get flashbacks to that intense HIIT gym class you endured when you still felt optimistic about your New Year’s resolutions. It goes without saying that time glued to our screens ha