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Sixty years after the creation of the Cinematography Institute of the National University of the Litoral, in the midst of the Fusiladora Revolution, former teachers and graduates bring to the present the conflicts generated by their audiovisuals critical of capitalism. Despite the definitive closure in 1975, for these former teachers and graduates, the fight continues from the new film schools that opened in Argentina and Latin America.
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Sixty years after the creation of the Cinematography Institute of the National University of the Litoral, in the midst of the Fusiladora Revolution, former teachers and graduates bring to the present the conflicts generated by their audiovisuals critical of capitalism. Despite the definitive closure in 1975, for these former teachers and graduates, the fight continues from the new film schools that opened in Argentina and Latin America.
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Genre:Documentary
Written By:Mario Martínez, Santiago Salerno
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Runtime:71 minutes
Studio:Instituto Superior de Cine y Artes Audiovisuales de Santa Fe, Fondo Nacional de las Artes, Feisal, Chasqui Audiovisual
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