Films produced by Yamamura Animation Pagina 2

A hapless country doctor describes with breathless urgency a night-time summons to attend a young patient. Events soon take on a surreal aspect as...

Here, everything is The North. This is an account of the people I met in The North. However, my fragmented memory doesn't capture the essence at all.

Koji Yamamura's allegory the immutability of time, love and devotion, and the unbreakable nature of the parent-child bond, into interlacing story.

A miserly man eats the pits of some cherries he can't stand throwing out. A tree starts growing from the top of his head. He cuts it off; it grows...

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

A seaside school. In the corridor stands the principal, beloved of the high-spirited youngsters. Gazing at a picture of a whale drawn as a child, the...

A very old crocodile is shunned by his family after eating one of them.

Buildings, black crows, a flood of bar codes, clone-looking businessmen, shopping-addicted ladies...these images which probably symbolizes excessive,...

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

A Parade for three managers and four performers. Sketchy drawings in a neatly arranged palette, involving quotes from the French composer Erik Satie,...

One night Mr. K went for a walk with his pet...

A series of nine flipbook-like vignettes showcasing simple revelations of movement and color. Koji Yamamura's animation refers back to the...

Short by Koji Yamamura

Canelo Alvarez and Julio Cesar Chavez Jr. sit down to discuss their highly anticipated May 6 showdown.

A normal day turns into a day of adventure when an elevator that carries a boy does not stop where it should.

Short by Koji Yamamura

An animated archive of imaginary monsters written by a fictitious mosterologist in Medieval Europe.

Created using "Etching on film" from the NFB's McLaren's Workshop Application.

Using the constellation as a motif, the heavens and the earth, metamorphose all the creatures.

A child whose head is numerals, a child who winds his own face and has it under his arm. What was left is his identity, a child whose eyes are...