The story takes place at the beginning of the 18th century, in the west of France, a hard and difficult time when wreckers held sway. In this cruel environment, each character clings desperately to the fleeting days and we feel their souls grazed by the violence of the place.
But suddenly, a child’s heart appears, that of Maïwenn, a girl! She is a symbol of hope and the ultimate expression of tenderness.
First of all, there is a rhythm, a rhythm that intoxicates and bewilders. The text goes beyond mere reading to carry us along with it, and we sway from shadow to light with the passing words. There is a kind of irrationality there too, but isn’t that a feature of romanticism?