Director
Alex is posing. An old lady is sculpting. It would be a normal situation. If the lady was not blind and only had her hands to see.
Producer
On a beautiful summer day, Virginie joins her lover, Alexandre, wanted by the gendarmes and who is hiding in a ruined mill. No sooner had they had time to enjoy their reunion when a dark raven came to rest on the wings of the windmill, triggered a sinister mechanism. Day gives way to night, the flowery hill to an impenetrable forest of brambles. The worrying occupant of the premises then emerges from the darkness: the miller. The hunt can begin ... and the fairy tale turns black.
Editor
On a beautiful summer day, Virginie joins her lover, Alexandre, wanted by the gendarmes and who is hiding in a ruined mill. No sooner had they had time to enjoy their reunion when a dark raven came to rest on the wings of the windmill, triggered a sinister mechanism. Day gives way to night, the flowery hill to an impenetrable forest of brambles. The worrying occupant of the premises then emerges from the darkness: the miller. The hunt can begin ... and the fairy tale turns black.
Director
On a beautiful summer day, Virginie joins her lover, Alexandre, wanted by the gendarmes and who is hiding in a ruined mill. No sooner had they had time to enjoy their reunion when a dark raven came to rest on the wings of the windmill, triggered a sinister mechanism. Day gives way to night, the flowery hill to an impenetrable forest of brambles. The worrying occupant of the premises then emerges from the darkness: the miller. The hunt can begin ... and the fairy tale turns black.
