Director
Teenagers go into a trance through the choking game.
Writer
Uzec, Baptiste and Leo are killing time in Douarnenez, the city where they grew up. At last year's carnival, their friend Jordan drowned because he was dressed as SpongeBob. While the annual celebrations get underway again, strange events take place.
Director
Uzec, Baptiste and Leo are killing time in Douarnenez, the city where they grew up. At last year's carnival, their friend Jordan drowned because he was dressed as SpongeBob. While the annual celebrations get underway again, strange events take place.
Director
Screenplay
A house in the French countryside as a miniature of society: When Audrey arrives, she is confronted with a lecture right away. The landlord tirelessly underlines how progressive he is, and what a unique space he has created outside the urban centres. While his utopia doesn’t seem to leave much space for others, he is surrounded by three other volunteers who work for him. The house isn’t very large so all of them find themselves unable to avoid each other. Starring the remarkable independent filmmaker Virgil Vernier in a blissfully awkward performance, Brieuc Schieb navigates humour, irritation, and intimacy in his meticulously composed first feature – all to face a question not just today’s art world is obsessed with: Who can really bear living in a collective?
Director
A house in the French countryside as a miniature of society: When Audrey arrives, she is confronted with a lecture right away. The landlord tirelessly underlines how progressive he is, and what a unique space he has created outside the urban centres. While his utopia doesn’t seem to leave much space for others, he is surrounded by three other volunteers who work for him. The house isn’t very large so all of them find themselves unable to avoid each other. Starring the remarkable independent filmmaker Virgil Vernier in a blissfully awkward performance, Brieuc Schieb navigates humour, irritation, and intimacy in his meticulously composed first feature – all to face a question not just today’s art world is obsessed with: Who can really bear living in a collective?
