1999, I want to make a documentary about the grape-picking in my village, Tuchan. Actually, I want to make a film about the people who pick the grapes in my village. In 1999 the village is stuck in the peace of no Internet, no smartphones, no tarmac on the village roads, no central heating in most homes. A perfect, rural and once-upon-a-time place.
Your writing is as evocative as your film. Quel talent!