Pierre Schlesser

In a small village in eastern France, the same gestures are carried on daily. Chopping wood, milking cows, sewing a garment, growing vegetables from the earth... These are all actions repeated from generation to generation, day after day, until bodies are exhausted.

From the coast of the Atlantic to that of the Mediterranean, the director meets women whose faces recount ruined hopes. Grief finds an element of painful meditation in the movement of the waves.