An early film by Nyst anticipating the work he would make years later: poetical ambience pieces, built around congealed memories, associations arousing from the imaginary and undermining the real. The poetry derives from the editing, from the wide range of colours, from the rhythm of its numerous evocations. “The sea we hear is no longer a sea, but a descriptive text, a book with pages, wallowing like the waves on a hypothetical beach. (…) The landscape is faded out; it is smothered in its artifice, its Polaroid mirror image.” (Éric de Moffarts)