Julien Baissat

Películas

La Promesse verte
Foley Artist
Tengo sueños eléctricos
Foley Artist
En contra de los deseos de Eva, su madre quiere reformar la casa y deshacerse del gato, que, desorientado desde el divorcio, orina por todas partes. Eva quiere irse a vivir con su padre, quien, desorientado como el gato, vive una segunda adolescencia.
Palma
Foley
Jeanne take her daughter for the week-end in Majorque. While everything goes to rack and ruin, mother’s only concern is to photograph Kiki, the classroom mascot.
Bach-Hông
Foley Artist
Jeanne was born in 1959 in Saigon. She enjoyed a privileged lifestyle, protected from the war between North and South Vietnam. Fascinated by horses, Jeanne rode a mare called Bach-Hông. But on April 30th 1975, the communists stormed the city.
Au large d'une vie
Sound Designer
Teva, a young Tahitian with a passion for film making, was compelled to leave his homeland to fulfill his ambitions. Having become a director, he returns to Tahiti and is once again confronted with the same painful choice that he had to make ten years before; should he stay or go? Did he make the right choice the last time?
la pequeña cacerola de Anatole
Foley Artist
Anatole is always dragging his little pan behind him. It fell on him one day, for no reason. Ever since, it gets caught everywhere and prevents him from going forward. Anatole is fed up, so he hides. Luckily, things are not that simple.
Les escargots de Joseph
Sound
Hace mucho que te quiero
Foley
Juliette sale en libertad después de pasar quince años en la cárcel. Durante ese tiempo no ha tenido ningún contacto con su familia, que la rechazó. Léa, su hermana menor, la acoge en su casa de Nancy, donde vive con su marido Luc y dos hijas adoptivas. Debido al largo encarcelamiento de Juliette y a su diferencia de edad, las dos mujeres se sienten como dos extrañas. Pero Léa aceptó dar cobijo a su hermana cuando los servicios sociales se pusieron en contacto con ella.
Farewell Savage
Sound Effects
Since the year 2000, there have been several waves of suicides among the indigenous population of the Colombian Amazon. I discovered that the men commit suicide because of love sorrow. Their wives leave them for white men. The latter think that the Indian feels nothing because they do not express themselves in the same way and, in their language, there are no words to describe feelings. Is it possible that a whole people, the Cácuas Indians, do not feel anything?
Ein mörderischer Lärm
himself