Nos Cendres sous la Rosée
2026 · 2m
Directed by Mathys Petit, Léo Serrette, Théo Parabere, Thibaud Pelletier
Tones: contemplative, melancholic, mythic
As the world seems to burn and the sky collapses on his shoulders, the knight Theobald is ready to sink — but from the ashes of war, new embers of existence are fed.
Picked by Margot
The scouts
Four directors piloting a 2-minute medieval allegory about collapse and renewal—the premise screams *careful*, which usually means boring, but if they've actually bent the war-and-rebirth thing into something that doesn't genuflect to tradition, I'm listening.
A film that knows exactly what it's doing with mythic registers and elegiac tone; the formal restraint of 120 seconds demands every compositional choice matter, and the lineage here—from romantic ruin to contemporary climate-anxious fantasy—sits at a fascinating historical hinge.
Four filmmakers on a short runtime means something had to give, and I'm betting the decision to hold on ashes and embers as actual visual throughline—rather than just metaphor—is what transforms this from competent to necessary.