Argument

"One would imagine a moor, near the sea, near the cliffs. She would stand in hair, her beautiful neck pale, almost green, under the moon. He'd threaten. He'd brandish the medallion. There would be weeping. Her headbanded hair would be in the wind. In the distance, the child would stand mute. She'd be in bed, her beautiful skin attacked. Coughing. Her headbanded hair on her green shoulders. Dying. He'd be kneeling at the grave. Her frac open in the rain, the moon. His cries would be a river. In the distance, the child would stand mute. Then the sky would be full of rain. He'd dig her up. He'd want to see her beautiful green face again. Her white skin under the moon. Her banded hair. Dead, she rises from the grave in the night. And speaks. This is the story of Louis, Annabelle and the child Ignace under the moon , in Javille, the year 1871. "

Pascal Rambert