Faustine Cros

A schoolboy’s worldview is distorted by what he sees online.

"I often think I remember my childhood, but then I realize it's a story I've been told, a photo, a home movie. How can I know if it really happened?"

Over many years, the director’s father filmed his family life almost obsessively. His daughter’s birth, his son’s first steps, and always Valérie, the young mother. An impressive fund of material which their now grown-up daughter Faustine appropriates to tell quite a different story: that of a woman who sees her role as a mother and its demands take away her freedom step by step.

A schoolboy’s worldview is distorted by what he sees online.

"I often think I remember my childhood, but then I realize it's a story I've been told, a photo, a home movie. How can I know if it really happened?"

"I often think I remember my childhood, but then I realize it's a story I've been told, a photo, a home movie. How can I know if it really happened?"

Over many years, the director’s father filmed his family life almost obsessively. His daughter’s birth, his son’s first steps, and always Valérie, the young mother. An impressive fund of material which their now grown-up daughter Faustine appropriates to tell quite a different story: that of a woman who sees her role as a mother and its demands take away her freedom step by step.

Over many years, the director’s father filmed his family life almost obsessively. His daughter’s birth, his son’s first steps, and always Valérie, the young mother. An impressive fund of material which their now grown-up daughter Faustine appropriates to tell quite a different story: that of a woman who sees her role as a mother and its demands take away her freedom step by step.