Robert Breer Movies

Short hand drawn representation of a cat

Featuring a commentary by Noël Burch (in nonsense French), Recreation's rapid-fire montage of single-frame images of incredible density and...

An elegant home movie, its subject is Breer's apartment which faces the Tappan Zee (T.Z.) Bridge. It is permeated, as are all his films, with subtle...

Conceivably the best of all of Breer’s films to date – has more to do with figuration, according to Breer’s formulation regarding...

Voted for in Sight & Sound's 2022 Greatest Films of All Time poll

An experimental film in which a photograph of an airplane turns into a wire diagram, then into an animated plane in flight, and then it explodes into...

Personal photos are interspersed with fragmentary drawings and flashes of colour, observed and/or remembered everyday events - all of which add to a...

Burford met Breer in February 1992 and filmed his actions. Breer manipulates some of his mutoscopes: he leafs through some cards of his film in the...

A record, of sorts, of the birth and death of Tinguely’s famous auto-destructive sculpture. Filmed on the spot at MoMA, this film also exploits...

100 basic images switching positions for 4000 frames.

An endless loop of film composed entirely of disparate images. Through repetition, certain images isolate themselves from the flow reforming the...

An animated film dedicated to Breer's granddaughter Zoë.

A woman with an umbrella, a frog and other easily recognizable creatures and objects are moved and transformed within an intricate orchestration of...

"Made with spray paint and hand-cut stencils, this film was an attempt at maximum plastic intensity… Places Breer for the first time among the...

Robert Breer’s What Goes Up... continues his “kitchen sink” approach of including as many different kinds of things as possible....

Utilising an apparently new-found obsession with the colour red and reinvigorating some of the circular imagery of A Man and His Dog Out for Air and...

While birds can be heard singing a shrill song, lines crisscross wildly as if they aimed to form shapes. Their efforts seem hopeless until the very...