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.
Victor Zébo | Director of Photography |
Ugo Arsac | Catering |
Stéphanie Roland | Catering |
Ludwig Taras | Assistant Grip |
Faye Formisano | Costume Designer |
Qatsi | Makeup Artist |
Claire Williams | Catering |
Ghyzlène Boukaïla | Assistant Director |
Alice Goudon | Music |
Juliette Barrat | Color Grading |