Paris Is a Moveable Feast

A film poem in 18 waves, like so many scenes to describe Paris and its urban landscapes crossed by a "young foreign minor isolated", the attacks, the white roses, a state of emergency, blue-white-red, the Atlantic Ocean, its choruses and shipwrecks without spectators, volcanoes, beat-box, revolt, anger, state violence, a revolutionary song, Henri Michaux, silence, and joy ... nothing else at the exception of joy.