Pretend I'm Not Here

A single forty-something, with a well-regulated life, sees a heavy secret poisoning her budding relationship with a man she fell in love with.

A moral tale and a political thriller: a few days before the term of her mandate, the President must make a major decision concerning the destiny of France.

Eleanor, thirties, has just lost her father. He bequeathed his house in Brittany in the Cotes d'Armor. She is a photographer, has had some success but business no longer work as before. It is imperative to sell the house. She goes there with Samuel, her former companion which she left some time ago, because she does not feel to go alone and she has not returned since the death of her father. But she is playing with fire - because she knows that their relationship did not exactly appeased, even if it was for some adventures and Samuel lives with Laura. Claire Andrieux, the real estate agent, was busy organizing visits during the two days Samuel and Eleanor will stay in the house. It's a funny weekend that these three are about to spend.A surprising weekend full of surprises, emotions, tensions, memories and shouting matches in melancholy and absurd moments that leave the couple necessarily changed.

This is not a chorus film. Well maybe just a little… Avignon Festival - Summer. First, there’s Maud and Alex, who have just broken up but need to pretend to be two love birds on stage. Then there’s the playwright of their play, Richard, who could start to fall in love with Léna, but is still grieving his lost wife. Léna is also grieving her ex but can’t remember why she dumped him. So she sings her blues, on stage, with Louise, who might have a little crush on her sound engineer. Then there’s the famous dancer Kate who sleeps with her assistant Marko, who’s always prefered men. Oh, did we tell you that Kate the dancer and Maud the actress are friends and would love to invite everyone to a party?

A history of the Cannes Film Festival's Director's Fortnight selection.

On the one hand you have Judith Zahn, an arrogant, snobbish, Parisian editor. On the other hand meet Julien Demarsay: an insecure, timid, young bookseller from the East of France who has just written his first autobiographic novel, with what it takes of navel-contemplating and soul-searching. What do they have in common? Nothing much, except that sex will unite them, ambition part them before true love is born between them at last.