Charles Leplomb

They are called “Caught in the Headlights,” they are actors. Her name is Laurette, she is a director. It’s a space of freedom that the young woman tries to create, far from Paris, from the agents, from the race for roles. A utopian parenthesis that faces reality. Like every summer, they meet in Gavaudun, her village, surrounded by her family. Twenty days to put on a show, in a location that Laurette keeps a secret. Twenty days to invent, play, question yourself. Before coming back the following year?