Stéphanie Daub-Laurent

A West suburb of Paris, a big park over the city, the Seine below, a hill in London, the tune of a dissonant melody, friendship, the shadow of these over listened British bands, forgotten faces, the color of memory. Mikhaël Hers' idiosyncratic hour-long Primrose Hill is the ultimate (sleep)walking-and-talking film, in which assorted young people drift around parks in the small hours, musing on favourite records and a lost London idyll. (BFI)

One night, three young women, the neon lights of the boulevards, some empty streets, a shopping mall, a quiet garden, the square facing the tower, the esplanade of the train station, a camera, a concert, a terrace, then the city awakening. Montparnasse. (imdb)

August in Paris' suburbs, 7 friends are gathered to spend a week in the city where they grew up. The city is empty and the days pass by under a deep blue sky. Each of them has a reason to be there: some still live there, some come back to see their family, some are searching their childhood, some want to escape boredom or eventually searching for love... They are all bearing the fact that these moments they are sharing are maybe the last ones. (FilmsDistribution)