VUK RŠUMOVIĆ (RS)

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Vuk-Rsumovic

Born in Belgrade in 1975. He studied writing for film, theatre, TV and radio at the Faculty of Drama Arts in Belgrade.

He did screenplays for fiction series, short fiction films, animation and documentaries. He wrote two fiction series for television. He worked as a supervisor for several international television formats. He worked as a screenwriter of National Eurosong Contest 2004 and 2012. He worked as the main screenwriter of the reality TV show Survivor Serbia shot in Panama, The Philippines and Costa Rica. In 2007, he established film production company BaBoon Production which produced short films The Bag and Love At Last and co-produced the feature film No One’s Child.

He screened his feature lenght directorial debut No One’s Child at 2014 Venice International Critics’ Week. The film received three awards:
FIPRESCI Award for Best Film of Orizzonti and International Critics’ Week, RaroVideo Audience Award for the Best Film in the International Critics’ Week and FEDEORA award for Best Screenplay in the International Critics’ Week. The film had been developed at Binger Filmlab; won the award at B2B – Belgrade Industry Meetings; Film Centre Serbia script development award; Best pitching award at Festival Internazionale del Film di Roma New Cinema Network pitching forum; and Work in Progress Prize for Best European project in post-production at Les Arc Film Festival.

Additional to his film and TV experience, he also works as a dramaturg in major Serbian theatres.

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Running in the morning through the city (down what the germans call a fussgangerzone) and being amazed by all the grand empty old buildings that reminded me of my Berlin beginnings. Grafitti on buildings. Lovely broken walls with acne'd facades from decades of reverse engineering. Discovering that all the ships on the river were party boats and open till the morning. Sweating so much in one of the clubs, my phone got messed up. Losing phone in said club. Visiting belgrade police station to report a then stolen phone to a twenty-something cop with a doctor's lab coat, listening to Rammstein (loudly) while hacking out my report on a pre-electric typewriter that looked (and sounded) as if it was from some era before typewriters were invented.   Thinking of Naked Lunch. Thinking of Die-Hard. Listening to architects talk about porous facades. Thinking of old smart bombs. Imagining the flash and crunch of several floors of reinforced concrete collapsing in on themselves. Wondering why I'm the only interactive guy here. Why are there so many beautiful women in Belgrade? Why are there so many beautiful women in Belgrade?!

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