Paul Delbreil

Ever since 25-year-old Gabi has lived alone in her caravan on the edge of the forest, a mysterious beast prowls around at night.

Martin, in a last ditch hope, comes to meet Léa in Paris. They are both twenty-five and shared their first love story together. They are both now striving to mature.

Christmas Eve. Sophie, an intern in the emergency psych ward on the brink of a burnout, is tasked with admitting Marie, a disturbed patient who was brought to the ward by the police after a crisis. Despite her incoherent ramblings and obvious psychic distress, there is something special about Marie that troubles Sophie. During their conversation, Marie sees straight through Sophie and reveals things to her that lead Sophie to deeply question her relationship with Vincent, her lover. After this Christmas Eve, nothing will ever be like it was before.

They are called “Caught in the Headlights,” they are actors. Her name is Laurette, she is a director. It’s a space of freedom that the young woman tries to create, far from Paris, from the agents, from the race for roles. A utopian parenthesis that faces reality. Like every summer, they meet in Gavaudun, her village, surrounded by her family. Twenty days to put on a show, in a location that Laurette keeps a secret. Twenty days to invent, play, question yourself. Before coming back the following year?