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it shows the portrait of WOMAN, in a film setting reduced to its bare minimum, the methodical description of a place (a room, a window, a bed, things), the sole presence of WOMAN, her gestures and actions directed by inertia, monotony (WOMEN washes, smokes, reads, waits...), and the absolute pain coming from the loss (humanity has vanished). WOMAN talks to herself, remembers the past, talks about the outside world, she talks about MAN who stays behind the bedroom door and dares not enter. The inner voice that follows her in her solitude mixes with the images, until it replaces them.

Author, director : Jérôme Sullerot Production : PikaPikaFilms Al Dente Films Role of WOMAN : Sandrine Le Berre Cinematographer : Frédérique Mainçon Set Designer : Celine Olaso First Assistant Director : Sébastien Achard Executive Producer : Clement Pignal / Al Dente Films Editing : Thomas Bourva Sound editing, sound design, mixing Set design assistant : Frédéric Goudeau Camera Assistant: machinist: Régie : Camille Goudeau Titles : Frédéric Sofiyana

 Shots are long, with minimal action, the image floats, leaving the audience pending. Each change of shot becomes a significant event, and inevitably causes surprise, tension settles in the look, while the length of the shots is stretching. The voice of WOMAN which is the sole channel of fiction, accompanies this tension, highlights or softens it. Moments of intense silence frees the viewer and encourages daydreaming, thinking. A film to be listened, to think as much as to look. The viewer may therefore let himself be hypnotized, and why not close his eyes, briefly, to become the editor of his own movie.

Photographies de plateau - © Yann Michel

Il propose le portrait de FEMME, sous la forme d’un dispositif filmique réduit à son strict minimum, la description méthodique d’un lieu (une chambre, une fenêtre, un lit, des choses), la présence unique de FEMME, ses gestes et ses actions dominés par l’inertie, la monotonie (FEMME se lave, fume, lit, attend...), et la douleur absolue de la perte (l’humanité s’est éteinte) FEMME se parle à elle même, se remémore le passé, parle du monde extérieur, elle parle de HOMME qui reste derrière la porte de la chambre et qui n’ose entrer. Cette voix intérieure qui l’accompagne dans sa solitude se superpose aux images, jusqu’à les remplacer.