Martine Rousset Movies

One year before starting his famous series "Cinematons", Gerard Courant had made an ancestor to this series: the portrait of Martine Rousset, filmed...

in the meantime , lighthouse , old lighthouse , far away , beyond the ponds , coolpix , little coolpix , long before the perfect clone .

On the one hand: A frame - and then windows in the frame - Spiked - from one to the other - Images designated - fenced, inside / out. Every moment...

Listen to the trace, over the absent times, from the shore, at the very edge of the page, in the blind corner where the reader is held, give a voice,...

The unfinished Julien Gracq text, the road 1970, a forest near the sea, the enigma of a trajectory, by this text in this lanscape and this...

A film about my relationship to New York since 1962. It deals with the distance between a memory and the image of this memory, a distance one always...

An unknown writer written under the pseudonym of Laure at the beginning of the century. Readings. Geography. The places of a writing. The forces that...

Readings. Heinrich von Kleist / Robert Walser. Contiguous. They talk about imagination. Walser imagines Kleist, Kleist nobody, but Penthesilea. In...

This is what the city offers the passing foreigner: gold and night to the visitor who has barely arrived. Fragments, the stone found by the...

The city is leaving, slowly casting off, on the edge of time... It is leaving lightly... Not so far away, elsewhere, where time passes, has passed,...

"The sea is a language whose meaning we have lost" Jorge Luis Borges

Portrait of experimental filmmaker Martine Rousset.

Night is falling the landscape is disappearing leave the world and its memory the night, rags in its wake last page.

Traces of stories. The images themselves. Tear off. Stain. To paint. Makes light out of them.

Filmmaker's visual diary during her visit to Samarcande.

Landscapes. A utilitarian nature. Contemporary. Cruel images. Changing. Seasons. The watch could be eternal. Each image transparent and non-avenue....

Winter, fog, outside. The outline of eyes, sometimes we could ride those trails.

Rousset photographs a train station in the evening, then boards a late-night train bound for mountainous Anatolia.

"With Un vent leger dans le feuillage, a fixed close-up which for three minutes decays a few leaves of their green color, Martine Rousset films the...