Shown in Compétition #1.
Eight minutes after the apocalypse. The film meditates, as if conceived in a test tube, on the nonsense of all ambition. It sinks into, rubs up against, and crushes our eyes and synapses, forced to capitulate in the face of formal eclecticism… a fortunate thing, perhaps, so much treasure tends to be hidden under the garbage. (Catalogue Diagonale 2017)