Jean-Luc Godard is cinema, its quintessence. Having just turned 91, he has made more than 140 films. We hate him as much as we worship him. Where does his aura come from? From legendary films of course, but also from Godard himself.
Obsessed by a fleeting visual memory, English jazz pianist Marcus Daly hunts a savage, black-gloved killer through a labyrinth of nightmarish architectural spaces, promising a hyper-stylized descent into pure auditory and visual terror.