Stéphane Breton

Stéphane Breton

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Stéphane Breton

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Filles du feu
Sound
Filles du feu
Director of Photography
Filles du feu
Director
Dark Forests
Writer
At the end of the road lies a track, the very last, a track swamped with the mud of a Siberian autumn, and at the end of this track lies a vast, dark forest which secretes those who have made this their final refuge, in hamlets that fray a little more with every passing day, sapped by misery and alcohol. We have to travel as far as we can, and be prepared to fall into the ditch, to see what makes us human.
Dark Forests
Sound Editor
At the end of the road lies a track, the very last, a track swamped with the mud of a Siberian autumn, and at the end of this track lies a vast, dark forest which secretes those who have made this their final refuge, in hamlets that fray a little more with every passing day, sapped by misery and alcohol. We have to travel as far as we can, and be prepared to fall into the ditch, to see what makes us human.
Dark Forests
Cinematography
At the end of the road lies a track, the very last, a track swamped with the mud of a Siberian autumn, and at the end of this track lies a vast, dark forest which secretes those who have made this their final refuge, in hamlets that fray a little more with every passing day, sapped by misery and alcohol. We have to travel as far as we can, and be prepared to fall into the ditch, to see what makes us human.
Dark Forests
Director
At the end of the road lies a track, the very last, a track swamped with the mud of a Siberian autumn, and at the end of this track lies a vast, dark forest which secretes those who have made this their final refuge, in hamlets that fray a little more with every passing day, sapped by misery and alcohol. We have to travel as far as we can, and be prepared to fall into the ditch, to see what makes us human.
Quelques jours ensemble
Director
Russian people are passing before us during an endless train journey in winter. We lose ourselves in their speeches, gestures, faces, eyes. Anecdotes turn into admissions. Memory invades the compartment and seizes the empty spaces of the present. The train continues through the snow, cold and grey fog… An infinite film existing somewhere between the ephemeral and the eternal.
Ascent to the Sky
Director
In a small valley in Nepal, at the end of a path worn out by so many feet and so many centuries, two old shepherds escape fromt their village to climb the mountains: shit everywhere, purity of heart, bedazzlement.
The Empty House
Director
Shot like a western without a gun, at a drunkard’s distance, the film takes place in New Mexico among an ancient Spanish community eaten to rack and ruin by rust, beer, and dust storms.
Heaven in a Garden
Director
Focused on his neighbours, Le Ciel dans un jardin continues the conversation, begun with the previous film, which is imbued with melancholy in the face of the impossibility of returning. This future mourning gives a particular colour to his observation, a combination of indifference (the repetition of the days governed by the principle of subsistence) and acuity (the contemplation of small things and of lost moments). The value of the shots finds itself enhanced, from the tactile close-up that captures the elementary actions—cultivating, eating, smoking—to the widest frame, espousing with a final gaze the frontiers of world that is about to be incorporated by the filmmaker as an interior landscape, a mental object. - Emmanuel Chicon
Them and Me
Writer
Shot behind the scenes, from the point of view of a subjective camera, the film shows the ethnologist’s ambiguous relations and negotiations with the people of his village in the mountains.
Them and Me
Director
Shot behind the scenes, from the point of view of a subjective camera, the film shows the ethnologist’s ambiguous relations and negotiations with the people of his village in the mountains.
Un été silencieux
Director