Maybe all begin with the eschatological prophecy of a clown duo. Set against the brutal architecture of a dystopian universe, a silhouette subjected to metamorphoses confronts the lines. A voice suggests madness. Language goes off the rails. La Citadelle des Clownes is a portrait of a comedian, a film journal, a metaphorical quest, the epileptic crossing of an ambushed bridge. How to get out of the citadel?
