January 2016. The love story that brought me to this village in Alsace where I live ended six months ago. At 45, I am now alone, without a car, a job or any real prospects, surrounded by luxuriant nature, the proximity of which is not enough to calm the deep distress into which I am plunged. France, still in shock from the November terror attacks, is in a state of emergency. I feel helpless, I suffocate with contained rage. I am lost and I watch four to five films a day. I decide to record this stagnation, not by picking up a camera but by editing shots from the stream of films I watch. 　　译文(2): 二零一六年一月。把我带到 Alsace 这个村庄的爱情故事六个月前就结束了。45岁的我现在孤身一人，没有汽车，没有工作，也没有任何真正的前途，周围都是繁华的大自然，它们的接近不足以平息我陷入的深深的痛苦。法国仍然因为11月份的恐怖袭击而震惊，目前处于紧急状态。我感到无助，我被压抑的愤怒窒息。我迷路了，每天看四五部电影。我决定记录这种停滞，不是通过拿起相机，而是通过从我看的电影流剪辑镜头。