The Park

Come and go in a park all afternoon long. Two lovers, tender clumsy, roam the area, a public road side crushed light, the other undergrowth secrets, conducive to confidence and dalliances. among t... Come and go in a park all afternoon long. Two lovers, tender clumsy, roam the area, a public road side crushed light, the other undergrowth secrets, conducive to confidence and dalliances. among the experiences offered by the human condition, living a teenage love is among the most intense, one of those that will be the most sustainable we are. It's learning to cruelty, preferably in fine weather, fire of the heart. The park better than ever tells the difficult thanks debutantes loves, the coast path side. Two bodies we do not know what to do, it is too small, it too, seek to embrace, wishing to hug, but repel the moment, sensing qu'assouvir desire is to risk the release of paradise. Or there may be a way to reverse the spell, Damien Manivel reveals in the user manual. The park is literally magical as night falls, when the heroine starts with disarming ingenuity in a mad attempt to reconfigure the past. Unknowingly, she borrows from quantum physics that postulates that time does not exist and can be abolished. With infinite delicacy, Damien Manivel manages a wonderfully sentimental tale without tears or frills. Concise and brilliant as a text message that night. Benoit Forgeard, filmmaker