Synopsis
Over images of an abandoned movie theater slated for demolition, the voice of Guy Gilles evokes the soul of these neighborhood cinemas—magical places that gave him a certain idea of freedom, escape, and dreams. An intimate and poetic tribute to the seventh art and to its temples, now threatened or gone.
A word from Tënk
For Pleasure
The intermission drags on
But if it’s part of the show
It’s because a garage will soon be opening there
Outside
The faces of Belmondo and Karina
Gazing into the void
Carried by the off-screen of a time that left its mark
A hand brushes over a portrait of Gabin
Then, a silhouette cuts out glances
In a room that has grown too big
Nostalgia and backlighting
Or the avant-garde portrait of adolescence
Of a certain Pierre Brumeu
Everything comes together and is dusted off
Under the craftsmanship of Gilles the goldsmith
Matthew Wolkow
Filmmaker and curious by profession
