LE MAL DU CORPS
Originally conceived as a short film that was never produced, “Le mal du corps” found its narrative form as an experimental screenplay storyboard.
Designed as an intimate exploration between the mind and its physical vessel, the project revolves around a poetic dialogue between a soul and its human incarnation. Through this confrontation, it reflects on loneliness, social pressure, identity, and a deep desire for emancipation.
Although written in English and designed for potential translation into other languages, the title “Le mal du corps” remains strictly in French as the project’s original anchor.
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You ever get lonely?
Only around people!
A man is in the shower, folding his arms... water falling all over his body. The shadow on the wall makes him feel trapped in his space.
I think I should get a tattoo!
(laughing)
Why?
I don't drink, I don't smoke. I do nothing harmful with my body! A tattoo might do it for me.
The camera moves around the wall. There's a large clock, its hands are moving, producing a subtle noise in the silence.
I have realized that the longer, the more people expect so much from you.
How?
Like if you die at 25, after graduating, people will be proud of you.
Yeah...?
But then the older you get, people will expect you to have kids, a fulfilling career, later even grandkids... it's so frustrating!
I agree with you on that one!
I want to go at 27, you know, like all those other famous artists.
(laughing)
I don't agree with you on that one.
A man is sitting on a table chair, looking outside through the window.
The eyes closing and opening again.
You know what you need? To fall in love! That will make you happy!
Seeing people, walking hands in hands, smiling and all... and I'm mad at them, why isn't there someone who understands me like that?
Why you mad? You don't understand yourself.
Never mind. I think God has people he favors more than others.
A silence.
Two hands, outside in the air, are reaching for each other.
The camera moves showing different parts of a man who is sitting in a declining angle on a small chair.
(excited)
Ooh I forgot to tell you, last night I kissed a boy.
(smiling)
For real? Who?
It was a dream, I didn't see his face.
Where were you?
He worked in a coffee shop. There was something simple about him that I liked, from the way he dressed to how he talked and walked.
I think I know who it is!
Good for you! Don't tell me who it is.
So you like boys now?
I don't know... I think I like them both, but I enjoyed it. In fact, I don't think I'll ever date women again.
People will talk. Your mom will probably kill herself.
She would be doing me a favor! I'm tired of living up to people's expectations.
Someone exhales smoke from a cigarette on a guy's face. Hiding it completely.