In their home, a retired couple occupies his days. After 55 years of common life, how their daily spaces are shared? What gestures still manifest their feelings?
Film – 9 : 17 min – 2015
HD – 16/9 – Stereo
French background sound
In the documentary, unlike fiction, there are no actors. No people simulating someone else. And yet, replaying their roles, they are already no longer themselves. The most mundane situations are remodelled by the simple fact of filming them. So what is no fiction and no documentary leaves doubts about what is shown.
I seek to situate myself right on this border. For it seems to me that the essence of cinema is played in-between fiction and documentary. This is what I’m looking for with these images that seem like life but lasting more than it, in this ambiguity contained in the word History.