Le corps des anges

Not exactly a story. Only a poem offering, grace to images, more a state than a coherent discover of meaning of gestures. A young man , affected by stomach, , opening it and, in some moments, living a sort of extase.

Other young man , sleeping instant, falling by his bike.

Their meet.

A murder and ambiguous end.

Being one who loves the beautiful films about nothing ( unfortunatelly, seinfeld is not on my list ), I was real seduced by this french short film in which the body of a young man, few references to films by same genre and the strange status of other boy are pillars, near dialogue with deads , of a story about loneliness, refuges and touch.

In short, pleasant.