Director: Yann Ducreux

Woeful Flesh

At night, alone at his place, Edouard gets ready. He crosses Brussels to go to another man's home.

The Island of Dreams

One night, when I was a kid, I woke up on a black sand beach. I was on an island and it was daytime. It was a special place. Space and time were determined by mysterious and unfathomable rules - On that island, there was no logic. And anything was possible.