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To give life to a ghost, both joyful and melancholy ghost, who became to himself a ghost, prototypal form that cheerfully mingles with coarse-grained films and video pixels, with various shapes and colours, and that appears in the cuts, in the link shots, and in the flash of a shooting star.
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What a strange ritual people are celebrating at Christmas Eve…
Director
Is she my real mother? And does it matter?
Director
When the camel smiles…What are the men doing? They are killing...
Director
When the song of men mingles with the flight of birds…
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And the bird cried out…
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In the end, it's like usual. / Nothing exceptional. / We eat. / Again. Gestures repeated, crossed. / Shot. / Reverse shot, in rhythm. In the end, the pitch rises. / It's always the same. / We talk, we sing. / Celebration. In the end, bodies tangle, separate. / In the end, we kiss, of course.
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Singing and dancing to the rhythm of the merry-go-round. Deconstructing a sequence shot. Working on the rhythm.
Director
A film about time, duration, disappearance…of body, image, and sound. A film about the traces of memory and its monstrous persistence.
