Marc-Henri Boisse

Inspired by the Cantat-Trintignant drama.

An interrogation on the real identity of each one.

In his solitude, a man dreams, imagines, fumbles, eructs. In front of his computer, he writing, he sends e-mails, like bottles at the sea. Robinson, he tries to escape, not from a deserted island, but a world of appearances, deserted, empty, inconsistent, mirage of a mirage.

Essay on the attacks of September 11, 2001.

An actress rehearses behind closed doors scenes from the trial of Joan of Arc, confronted with the view that spectators have character.