Julien Morin

Housewife and grandmother Roberta struggles to fit the conformist society she lives in and turns to amphetamines to cure her boredom.

Three teenagers : Maud, Adrien and Johan wandering in their village during the summer. Bored and weary of those summers that resemble each other, the three characters send us right back to our youth, the one where childish nonsense mingles with first love, the one where the desires of elsewhere push us to go further.

1942, France occupée. Édith, vingt ans, résistante, a pour mission de transporter un stock de mitraillettes. Son amie Lucile a insisté pour l’accompagner. Les deux filles prennent la route, les armes cachées sous la banquette arrière de leur Citroën. La situation se complique quand, à mi-chemin, deux soldats allemands les arrêtent et leur demandent de les conduire à Lisieux. Ils s’assoient sur la banquette. Pour masquer le bruit des armes, les filles se mettent à chanter...

Camille has disappeared into his own life. Days follow on one after the other, steady as a metronome, between his work at the factory and regular visits to his grandparents. One evening, when he is dining with them, he is projected a few hours later into his own future, without recalling anything. Hours that he has nevertheless lived through, according to what the people around him say.