T'es morte Hélène

A love story. At first sight, obvious eccentric one. At the end, one easy to be understand only by intense lovers, old couples and marriages in which each piece is at its fair place.

The result is amusing, strange, amusing, creepy and touching. Because it is the film of emotions, the story itself becoming , scene by scene, frame of pretext.

Maxime is alive, his girlfriend, Helen is death. But present , moment by moment in his life. Posesif at first sight. Pure dictator and acaraparatrice at the second.

His new love story has a painful - brutal end. Her fury is out of limits. But the dance is only matters. Like the powerful image of falled icecream.

In short, a precious story of life with few horror moments, well crafted at whole.