Ricardo Aibéo Movies

The young film student Maria do Mar is working on a documentary about the old manor houses along the Douro River. It is the final project in her...

An authentic and convincing story of a small boy, son of a disrupted young couple, with all the typical hostile reactions about his mother's new love...

Marta and Jorge have been a couple for seven years. All their friends think they are living a perfect romance. Too perfect, perhaps, for the despair...

Adaptation of a 1987 novel by Agustina Bessa Luis, a multi-generation exploration of a wealthy family with a mysterious past and a house on the...

A Portuguese horror and fantasy anthology.

The story of the making of "O Bobo" by José Álvaro de Morais, that lasted 10 years from start to finish.

Ramiro is a bookstore owner in Lisbon and a poet in perpetual creative block. He lives, somewhat frustrated, somewhat conformed, between his shop and...

Dora divides her time between her work as a beautician, her policeman husband António, and her involvement in left-wing politics. A tale of...

The short life of the Uruguayan poet Delmira Agustini is colourfully portrayed, not as a conventional biopic, but as a visual poem which evokes the...

Lisbon, today. In a room of a house at Douradores Street, a man invents dreams and theorizes about them. The essence of the dreams itself becomes...

Follows the creation of a stage play adaptation of "Moby Dick".

A short-film in 35 mm, black > white stages a day in which the main character discovers that she stopped seeing in color. Written as...

A boy in Lisbon, in this Lisbon in permanent renovation.

A group of soldiers are sentenced for the murders of key political figures in the night of October 19th, 1921, in the streets of Lisbon. But the...

A father's journey to save his son.

“I am totally in love with Timor!”, said the Portuguese poet, anthropologist and agronomist Ruy Cinatti upon arriving on the island. From...

Documentary about Vale do Côa.

It’s been a year since we were together. A year since you left me, or I left you. What does it matter? And suddenly here you are in front of...