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The nocturnal wanderings of women and men who arrive at a key moment in their lives when everything can play out, when everything can spin out of control...

Olivia Corsini adapts Raymond Carver's short stories, which described the America of the 70s/80s, bearing witness to the derangement of moods and loss of bearings of his contemporaries.

Like Hopper's Nighthawks, the setting hints at the characters' profound solitude. They live in their world of objects, beds, telephones, bottles, like figurines that remain in isolated interiors. With no connection between them, men and women see their destinies slipping away, the ground slipping beneath their feet without having been able to anticipate it, and their lives diluted in an alienating daily routine.

Proof that the wave of spleen engendered by our materialistic, dehumanizing society is also a reflection of the 21st century. Straddling the line between the real and the magical, these beings are touching despite their lack of morals, elegance and reason. Vertiginous stories of ellipses, mysteries and irresolutes.