Triptyque Films

I received a land in Pankissi, Georgia, a valley at the foot of the Caucasus, right by the Chechnyan border, where I was born. In exile, I am thinking of building a house in this remote place, inhabited by descendants of my Chechen clan. But how could I possibly live in such a place?

At France’s prison officer academy, hundreds of men and women learn to become prison guards.

January 2011 : the revolution bursts in Tunisia, my father’s country. The Tunisian people scream in a rage and I, here in Paris, can feel their revolt vibrating in my heart.

About roughly 130 men are imprisoned in the Detention Center of Casabianda, Corsica. Most of them were convicted of child abuse. The inmates spend their last few years of imprisonment working the fields of this wide agricultural domain.

“L’Antenne est à nous” was a local television programme funded by the Seine-Saint-Denis Department and broadcast between 1986 and 1994. During those same years, a tramway line was introduced in the department, fifty years after this mode of transport had disappeared from the Île-de-France region. For their reports, the journalists of *L’Antenne est à nous* documented the return of the tramway. The film is made up of footage from the programme, rediscovered in the Departmental Archives.

A Short film by Christophe Bisson

Huge dogs, autopiano, man-eating sharks; loneliness, seduction, melancholy... The center has everything you need.

Scratches. Cross-outs. Stripes. Arnaud is tirelessly attacking ancient masters' painting reproductions with the tip of his pen. His free and living interlaces highlight shapes and figures.

Nicolò dreams of taking off aboard an airship, convinced that the man of the future must stay in the sky. I follow him on this utopian yet concrete quest. What if the sky wasn't so far from earth?

Two areas: groundfloor has warm colors, woodworks, polished windows; basement is neon-lit, cramped, with electric blue walls. We come and go between the shop and the workshop. Sales force: weapons for sale.

Two filmmakers go and make a documentary film on the strange island of Physiopolis, hidden behind a turn of the Seine river...

A visitor from the future sifts through the remnants of our contemporary society, just as an archaeologist would sift through the ruins of Pompeii.

A few kilometres from Ajaccio, the burnt earth gives in to the weight of colour. The ground opens up and frees pictorial energies that take over the sky. I see the horizon disappear, but I keep it in my sights. The train continues on its way...

In the Landes forest, a family passes down the secrets of fire from generation to generation. Under the eyes of animals, the days and the nights succeed one another. The father, Patrick, eats grass. The daughter, Margot, explodes. The child, Jean, codes firefly arrangements.