Pierre Alferi (b. 1963)
(Cornered, 8min, music by Rodolphe Burger, 2000).
Won't you get in ?
I'm expecting someone.
Are you early, or is he late ?
I think she won't come now.
I watched the opening. The escalator spitting people on the sidewalk.
They look like suitcases.
I wondered which one was mine. And then I understood.
That she wouldn't come out.
What makes you say that ?
She doesn't know I'm here.
Who is she ? Your fiancé ?
Who then ?
I don't know.
Could it be anyone ?
Real or imaginary ? I'm curious.
Real, of course. I don't play guesswords.
Would you have recognized her ?
Out of a thousand.
Could it be me ?
I don't understand conditional verbs.
I could convince you.
You won't even try, as I know you.
Indeed I won't, it would make it all wrong. So, we don't kiss ?
Nope. Not this time.
What if there is no next time ?
It's not a proper place.
There might be a reason for that.
They want to try us.
You're making fun of me.
They're making fun of us.
You know that you won't leave the set before the kiss !
I dare you !
How many sweet thoughts, how much longing
Lead them into this painful passage. Dante.