If you take the figure of 300 friends, double it, add on movie colleagues, that I went to six funerals of very close friends during the month of September, 1996. makes around a thousand people. Given the size of the group, it's normal that you grow apart from the thirty or forty people who make up the usual gang of friends or family. Tragedies, accidents and suicides keep occurring when you have a thousand people. If I accept that these thousand are my family, then when one of its members dies – even if he's a buddy I haven't seen for thirty years – that makes one less in my family. I'm not the only one to feel this way, there are thousands of us who are the buddies of thousands. AIDS and drugs have had dramatic consequences on this family. September is the month when we hear about all the accidents, deaths and split ups that have happened during the summer when we've been out of touch with each other. That's why I dread September more and more. And then, there's the fact that we're simply getting old. . . .

Romain Goupil – Director, excerpt from the press folder