Programmed by Jimmy Deniziot
The life of refugees in a camp north of Paris.
There are beautiful documentaries, carefully written, considered and worked on over the years. And then there’s this type of film, direct and raw… and harrowing.
This is one of those films for two reasons – because some of the images are violent and hard to watch, and because it’s a film that’s impure, uncompromising and unkempt.
It’s also a solitary film. For the shooting, editing, sound and encounters, the director is alone – alone with a camera instead of eyes, trying to record everything. Between two sequences in colour (one, poignant, of an accordion and the Eiffel Tower, with Disney’s Ratatouille’s ratty cousins; the other, horrific, of flames, distress and death), he experiences the world in black and white.
Likewise, “The Jungle of Dunkirk”, which he made after this film, uses this method for over 3 hours, penetrating deeper and deeper through the layers towards the heart of the refugees’ reality.
Pre-selector for the États Généraux du Film Documentaire – Lussas