The author warns us in the dark silence, quoting Pushkin: “Everything is a sacrifice to your memory”.
As a memorial using mixed techniques, this film is certainly not an aesthetic manifesto. The author has awoken the sea!

Shaping the images and sound, he pays his tribute to the tragedy of the memory.

A vibration, a faint signal, a call? Too late! The tempest arrives, hits hard then releases a world of apparitions and evocations. It disappears under the next breaking wave and the alternations are increasingly poignant, mangling materials, distances and timeframes. At the height of the distress, however, an incursion of musical elements accompanies the final ebb of the backwash. The sea sleeps; it is time for remembrance.

François Waledisch
Sound Engineer