
A second-class horror movie has to be shown at Cannes Film Festival, but, before each screening, the projectionist is killed by a mysterious fellow, with hammer and sickle, just as it happens in the film to be shown.
This is a darkly comedic, frenetic ride through the absurdities of the film festival circuit. It feels like a satirical jab at movie industry pretension, blending a meta-narrative with escalating, almost slapstick, chaos. Expect a strange, propulsive energy that's both unsettling and hilariously over-the-top.













