Antoine Voituriez

A man discovers he's no longer as close to his ear as he once was in this absurdist comedy. Jeff is minding his own business when a phonograph record tossed from a passing car accidentally cuts off his ear. The ear falls into traffic, gets stuck on the windshield of another vehicle, and begins a long, strange journey, passing from car to car and hand to hand across the country. Jeff, however, can still hear whatever his separated ear is picking up, and is trying to follow the sounds in hopes of catching up with his former body part. However, a doctor warns him he only has a few hours to find his ear, otherwise reattachment will be impossible; in the meantime, Jeff's former girlfriend wastes several of his precious minutes with a discussion about the notion of giving their relationship another try.

The little king is called Mathieu. He is thirteen years old and has recently been living with his grandfather in an isolated farmhouse in the mountains. His mother left him there, in this lost house, far from everything, with no explanation, no time to hold on to, no hope of seeing each other again for a long time.

A man discovers he's no longer as close to his ear as he once was in this absurdist comedy. Jeff is minding his own business when a phonograph record tossed from a passing car accidentally cuts off his ear. The ear falls into traffic, gets stuck on the windshield of another vehicle, and begins a long, strange journey, passing from car to car and hand to hand across the country. Jeff, however, can still hear whatever his separated ear is picking up, and is trying to follow the sounds in hopes of catching up with his former body part. However, a doctor warns him he only has a few hours to find his ear, otherwise reattachment will be impossible; in the meantime, Jeff's former girlfriend wastes several of his precious minutes with a discussion about the notion of giving their relationship another try.

The little king is called Mathieu. He is thirteen years old and has recently been living with his grandfather in an isolated farmhouse in the mountains. His mother left him there, in this lost house, far from everything, with no explanation, no time to hold on to, no hope of seeing each other again for a long time.

The little king is called Mathieu. He is thirteen years old and has recently been living with his grandfather in an isolated farmhouse in the mountains. His mother left him there, in this lost house, far from everything, with no explanation, no time to hold on to, no hope of seeing each other again for a long time.