A tired looking man, standing in front of the glowing windows shop at "Saint-Michel".
A cigarette almost consumed in his hand, his empty stare hooked to the pavement under his feet.
He’ll be the very first one to answer our question: "What is your hope?"
The discussion that follow sounds profound and surreal altogether, as the character.
He confesses to us that he used to work at the French department of the Interior “Yes sir”, before sharing a mysterious tragedy he is supposed to have been through : “One day I walked in a pharmacy... A man was standing there, I thought I knew him. But I didn't." His speech is getting slower and hesitant. He must be revived to get to the point : "...then I walked out of the pharmacy. I wandered for 20 minutes and I arrived here. You know why? Well, me neither”. The tone is set.
During our meeting the man opens more and more, supporting different theories : ”We’re all from the same ethnic group but we don’t know it yet.” He asks us waving his cigarette in front of our eyes : “Do you know what is the biggest tragedy? It’s other people suffering.”
He doesn’t hesitate a second when it comes to reveal his hope : “The end of the world. That a meteorite falls on our heads”, “Yes,yes,yes” he whispers.
It’s when looking at his own image on the camera that he reveals his name :
“That guy.. Let’s call him Jacques.”