Annie St-Jean

The being emptied of its flesh, of its humanity, in a space-time that flows past like a wave, with visual elements offered as buoys to cling to, again. Built around a musical piece by Rémy Bélanger de Beauport, with words by poet Andrée-Anne Fréchette and imagery of stark blackness by Annie St-Jean, this experimental short is a magnificent collaboration between three artists who immerse us in a space of rare existential depth.