Andromaq

Once upon a spring, there were telescopes stuck to the ground looking out for dying stars.

Young Astyanax was there too, in the cold heights of this oracle, headphones on as ever, listening to a broadcast from afar. One year after the war in Troy. In the cinema, we listen along to the story of a king in love with a queen whose man and country his sword slayed. A chain of dialogues where desire mocks political duties.