An old astronomer has been transfixed by a star for a long time. He had but one thought: to travel to it, to declare his love for it! But how? A simple but ingenious solution-- A giant bubble. Velle remade the film for Italian studio Cines in the same year.

During an inquest after a woman is killed, the judge suspects his own son. The woman's lover had been friendly with the son and he was also supposed to be married to the judge's daughter.

Longing for the world during the Covid-19 pandemic.

In 1984, climbing virtuoso Patrick Berhault gave a night climbing demonstration with Nico Ivaldo in Finale Ligure, Italy. This close and spontaneous connection with the audience, the silence followed by the cheers of the crowd with each move, amplified the climbers' sensations, creating a powerful feeling that gave them a state of flow. This idea of ​​climbing dance took root and culminated in the film "Star Climber," composed of parodic vignettes retracing the history of climbing through the ages. Berhault, by turns a Cro-Magnon man, a Zulu in a trance, a troubadour climber accompanied on the flute by Catherine Destivelle, a Buster Keaton trying to climb his beautiful woman's wall, as Blues Brothers, Berhault and Robert Cortijo push the dial on rock 'n' roll 10 meters above the ground solo on the facade of a building at the crossroads of West Side Story and a Terry Gilliam film.

A dinner reunion of two childhood friends and their spouses turns into a disaster when they realize they have radically different lifestyles.

Nicolas, deeply in love with Julie, dreams of marrying her. Touched by his passionate love, she decides to break up with her lover Philippe, who is more than 20 years her senior and married to Marianne. In order to retrieve the keys to her studio apartment, she must meet Philippe one last time at his home and leads Nicolas to believe that she is going to her parents' house. He secretly follows her.

In a post-apocalyptic world, a love triangle involves three models under the spell of a demiurge fashion designer. TABLEAUX D'UNE EXPLOSION is a collision, a reinterpretation of the Petrushka tale set to Mussorgsky's music, 'Pictures at an Exhibition'.

A sensory and poetic experience where fantasies and dreams clash with the constraints of everyday life, Chronique d'une ville questions our relationship with the bustling metropolises developing around us at a sometimes elusive pace. Magnetic and impenetrable, with their incessant flow, they attract us as much as they confine us. This film, with its immersive soundtrack, patient camerawork, and meticulous editing, takes us through the streets and winding alleys of Mexico City, Tokyo, and Montreal, where millions of individuals coexist, both alone and surrounded by others. Nadine Gomez reveals several characters whose stories intersect and echo each other, while also giving a voice to these cities that transform us as much as we transform them.

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Camille Anker takes us on a road movie where we, like the protagonist, sit in the passenger seat. But instead of looking out of the window and enjoying the journey, she just wants to get to her destination. The driver endeavors to stretch out the time in the car. ------ This road movie takes us through the anguish of abusive relationships for which there is not always a way out, a destination. Like passengers, we travel along endless roads that seem to lead nowhere. Behind the wheel is a man whose connection to the protagonist, sitting in the passenger’s seat, is not entirely clear. That relationship is gradually revealed, at the same time as a somewhat imprecise unease sets in, where the feeling of imprisonment deepens with every kilometer traveled. The road becomes a reflection of conflicting emotions, a space where fear and uncertainty accompany the monotony of continuous movement, and where a silent threat lurks around every bend. Who are those people? Do they want to be there? Do we want to be there, like passengers hitching a ride in a relationship full of unspeakable tensions? After all, how can we escape from a journey for which we don’t have a map, nor do we know for sure if there is a point of arrival? (Margarida Moz)