Save My Shorts — a little picture house

Pirou, the host, dancing down the cinema aisle

Now showing · Pipchi's little picture house

SAVE MY SHORTS

Short films — danced in, one at a time.

Your host: Pirou Doors: always open New reels: regularly

Pirou can't sit still. He dances the house lights down, points one ribbon at the screen — and then he lets the film speak. Pick a seat. Anything on the bill is yours to watch.

Now Reeling

On the bill

6 on the reel

Short film · 16:9

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Animated short film

A Door That Remembers

Pirou · now showing

Three doors, three worlds — a rain-slick alley, a steaming stone bath, a warm little pantry. Step through and the house remembers you back.

He put the pencil down. The sketchbook kept going without him — a swirl of light and music lifting off the open page on a park bench.

Pirou · two weeks back

A woman in burgundy walks the length of a grand dining room toward one reserved table. The longest reel on the bill.

Pirou · earlier this month

A whole paper city under clouds with faces. Two worlds, business as usual — and something beautiful hiding in how the music gets made.

The Universe Speaks In Color

Pirou · opening week

A lone radio dish tilts at a flat gray sky, listening. Black and white — until it gets to the real problem.

Intentionally Wrong Machines

Pirou · opening week

A gaslit alley called Mechanical Dreams, gears strapped to dancers, sparks underfoot. The wrong machines, it turns out, dance better.

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Why "Save My Shorts"?

Little films get made and then they get lost — buried in a feed, never screened, never sat with. Pirou doesn't let that happen. Every short that comes through gets a marquee, a seat saved, and a reason to be watched on purpose. That's the whole job: save the shorts.

From Pirou

If it moved, it belongs on a screen. Sit down. I'll get the lights.

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