Gwendal Sartre invites us to an escape with figures, histories and breaths. The secret links between figures secretly elicit an eroticism, they are the heat that one senses in the movement of bodies or in some woman’s haircut. The film borders on the infinite as much as on the infinitesimal : in front of a molecular landscape, the mathematician engraves some love messages at scalp level.
Valérie Pelet