A house, somewhere or other. In France, probably in the countryside: a few clues give some information, like the age and style of the furniture or the presence of a rabbit. Meagre pickings, and faced with the radical dryness of this barely hospitable short film, viewers may understandably feel offended at being treated with such scant consideration. Robert Taschen will teach them nothing, has nothing to tell them. This roughly sketched portrait is of the man who lives in the house.
