Temps mort

Temps mort at FMovies. One is confined to Paris, the other to the countryside. One is a writer, the other a director. In the spring of 2020, both correspond with their phones. They film the real and film themselves in the test, during the epidemic. This crossing of time is a historical document, intimate and collective, funny and profound, shot in the urgency of the event. What to do with this “dead time”, this regained time?