Butterfly of Love (2004)
Overview
By subjecting fragments from the film 'Rashomon' by Akira Kurosawa to the mirror effect, Provost creates a hallucinating scene of a woman's reverse chrysalis into an imploding butterfly. Papillon d'amour produces skewed reflections upon love, its lyrical monstrosities and wounded act of dissappearance.
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Original Language | fr |
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Directed By
Nicolas Provost
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Nicolas Provost
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