Eau vive

Hanna is searching for a painting dedicated to her by her late grandfather, Pavel, who was a painter. But an 11-year-old boy appears unexpectedly at her grandfather’s studio and claims to know where the painting is.

David Zimmerman, almost 40, is a photographer but no one knows it. When friends drag him to a wild party, he spots a woman in the crowd and can’t take his eyes off her, he follows her… A few hours later, David wakes up: he’s in the body of the unknown woman.

Dihya reveals her world, her secrets, her stories. She reigns in this dehumanized world, like a queen, a warrior.

Having just moved to Amsterdam, Lou prepares her new apartment that she will share with her partner, Joel. For now though, Joel is on a trip with an intimate other. Confronted with the complexities of her non-monogamous relationship, Lou shifts her gaze to the rhythms of her new city.

In the intimacy of their rooms, Claude-Emmanuelle, Régina, and Nicole apply makeup in front of mirrors. Their precise, repetitive gestures become rituals of transformation and self-affirmation. Fragments of past, secret thoughts, and desires emerge through their voices. Interwoven with images of the city, the film links private experiences to the universal, exploring destinies that brush against each other without ever crossing paths.

In early fall 2019, Geneva faces an unprecedented security crisis: the imminent attack by an anti-capitalist terrorist group known as the Global Liberation Front. The Swiss army is immediately called upon to assist the police force in containing the threat.

A man must deliver a package the contents of he knows nothing about. Once at the station, he is not met as planned. He must then remain in that city, which he had fled, and which he fears.

It's the story of a woman with a broken heart. It's the story of a woman who is leaving. It's the story of a woman who wants to flee the world, misfortunes, suffering, tears, and cries.

A black screen. A bottle breaks on the bitumen. A few insults are flung. The decor of an industrial area, first thing in the morning, after a busy night. Three friends “find” a vehicle and climb in for a journey with no clear aim. Except for one of them, troubled by the guilt of having cheated on Alba, who is arriving the next evening. Someone told him about a cross, painted on a cliff over the Genevan countryside, which is supposed to reconcile those who reach it with their innermost selves. Beyond a mystic, post-drinking delirium, the strapping lad believes that the climb to the summit will help him find the courage to talk to his girlfriend.

From a mirador, Lucas is observing, touching upon a world growing around himself.

A woman, a dancer, a creature, dances, free. She laughs at the violence, the insults, the looks that reign around her.