The breath of the machine fills the air, where the singing can flow. Nina stands in front of the wiggling robot. The soft bodies measure up themselves, sometimes harmonize. The breaths dilate the organs, which swell and fold; transmute the synthetic movement into vital impetus and the vulva into mouth, which inflates until it spreads.
Ludwig Taras | Assistant Grip |
Ludivine Pelé | Sound Editor |
Nino Vincent | Assistant Grip |
Raphaëlle Duquesnoy | Sound Mixer |
Victor Zébo | Director of Photography |
Faye Formisano | Costume Designer |
Stéphanie Roland | Catering |
Alice Goudon | Music |
Samuel Lecocq | Set Decoration |
Ugo Arsac | Catering |