LabDoc 2026

On her wedding day, at 36, Mouni discovers an intimate blockage linked to an ancient ritual of female virginity sealing, the tasfih, which she underwent at the age of 10 in Algeria. This revelation profoundly disrupts her social and emotional life, setting her on a personal quest for understanding and healing.

After fleeing Myanmar's 2021 military coup, Sein, a Burmese filmmaker, lives in exile in Paris, painting houses by day and editing protest footage by night. He refuses asylum, fearing it would erase his identity. His exile mirrors a rupture with his father, a former political prisoner who begs him to stay silent. Yet Sein cannot stop filming. The Bamboo Familyis an intimate documentary about exile, inheritance, and the fragile bond between father and son, shaped by dictatorship and the urgent need to tell the truth.

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Project selected for the Meditalents Award at the Milano Film Network

One winter morning, while walking in the northern outskirts of Milan, I came across a fallow deer staring at me from behind an iron gate. Over time I discovered his name is Spillo and he lives on an educational farm surrounded by tall apartment blocks among geese, ducks, chickens, ponies, turtles and many species of birds. That strip of land has belonged to the Turati family for more than a century and four generations and contains an unexpected soul: behind the fence and the farm there is a funeral home, with an underground marble workshop and a shaded courtyard where one can say a final goodbye to a loved one. The Last Day of Winter is a documentary that tells the story of this special place through the everyday gestures of work, the mourning conveyed through the eyes of surveillance cameras and the relationship with the animals.

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An Italian fascist soldier and an Eritrean boy fell in love in secret in 1941, in the Italian East African colonies, defying all the rules. Their story came to light thanks to a letter intercepted by the postal police and recently rediscovered in the archives. Let’s try to imagine them: two young men making love in secret, shedding their military uniforms, with desert dust clinging to their skin, the fear of being imprisoned, and an overwhelming desire that cannot be stopped.

Project awarded the Meditalents Residency Award at the 2025 New Visions Forum & Market of the Ji.hlava International Documentary Film Festival

In northern Greece, three friends -Isme, Fatme, and Elif, have grown up with the legend of Momtski Kamen, the “Rock of the Girl,” a mysterious presence said to watch over their village. Drawn by this everlasting myth, they decide to chase it. As the journey unfolds, the rock becomes a silent fourth companion who leads them to question their own existence and their place as women living in an isolated Pomak Muslim community located in the heart of a predominantly Orthodox Christian country.

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Entre deux rives is a story between a father and his son, a journey between France and Algeria. A road movie in reverse, mirroring a father's departure for France. A film to revisit the past, question the silences, shed light on the grey areas, and attempt to rebuild a shared memory.

Imagine a great linden tree standing in the middle of a courtyard that stretches between a large farmhouse and the kitchen garden. This is where, on the farm, Mylène and Sylvain live with their three children, homeschooling them, feeding their family from their own livestock and crops, grown without machines, in a space and time beyond all notion of performance, in pursuit of a life that is both grounded and free, as earthly as it is spiritual. The boundaries between work, school, home, what they produce and what they eat have dissolved entirely. With quiet conviction, they shape their daily life into something soft and malleable, reclaiming their gestures one by one, whatever the cost. But what happens when social time collides with the time of utopia?

In 2020, I begin a correspondence with Cathy Châtelain, imprisoned for her involvement in a mafia vendetta. A prison officer at the time of the events, she took part in the criminal commando known as "Catwoman" from the prison of Borgo, in Upper Corsica, where I was born. *Catwoman* is built from a correspondence under surveillance, with no access to bodies, to the prison, or to images from the trial. Our letters become the only possible space for an encounter, shaped by waiting, projections and misunderstandings. Our trajectories question the fascination with organised crime and the place a woman might attempt to claim within it. Between Marseille, where I live, the Cour d'Assises of Aix-en-Provence, where Cathy is tried, and a Corsica as much mental as real, the film explores our asymmetrical friendship and our respective needs for belonging and recognition.