Actor | Roxanne Gaucherand |
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In places where boxwood grows, who hasn’t come across these hallucinating clouds of white moths like snowflakes in the night? It’s a beautiful vision, but incredibly suffocating and hopelessly disconcerting. Bowls of water on doorsteps, sheets stretched out and lit up in gardens in the summer are some of the traps set to stave off the threat. “Moth” – the title expresses this with striking simplicity. We experience Roxanne Gaucherand’s film like a waking dream, a daydream where snatches of reality rise up and cross paths in an account that’s enigmatic to say the least. The danger is intangible… it’s beautiful and moving. But that’s the trouble – the threat takes on the aspect of something delicate, like burgeoning love. This discrepancy muddles our perceptions, and reality emerges differently.
Julia Pinget
Director
In places where boxwood grows, who hasn’t come across these hallucinating clouds of white moths like snowflakes in the night? It’s a beautiful vision, but incredibly suffocating and hopelessly disconcerting. Bowls of water on doorsteps, sheets stretched out and lit up in gardens in the summer are some of the traps set to stave off the threat. “Moth” – the title expresses this with striking simplicity. We experience Roxanne Gaucherand’s film like a waking dream, a daydream where snatches of reality rise up and cross paths in an account that’s enigmatic to say the least. The danger is intangible… it’s beautiful and moving. But that’s the trouble – the threat takes on the aspect of something delicate, like burgeoning love. This discrepancy muddles our perceptions, and reality emerges differently.
Julia Pinget
Director