Stan loves cinema more than anything else in the world. Especially popular cinema in the most popular sense of the word. So logically, he’s a director himself. But, unfortunately, he’s anything but popular, with his sole film, PTEROTACTILE, being such an aggressive stinker that it doesn’t even warrant the ‘so bad it’s good’ label. The single reviewer that saw the damn thing so utterly annihilated it that it immediately tanked his very unpromising career. And, as it turns out, maybe even his life, because at his latest visit to the doctor he was told that he only had three more months to go. A most definite and irrevocable diagnosis you could say, except he’s been given a way out. In order to live, he’ll have to make another movie. Without a script, without money, without a crew and above all, without talent. But he’s so burnt on, as the Bee Gees so aptly put it, ah ah ah stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive, that he’s ready to do the impossible. That is: make a half-decent flick!

Part of a new generation of French iconoclasts, Thomas Combart and Davy Mourier take a leap from the small YouTube screen to the big one. Their comedy is prepared just the way we like it at the BIFFF, with the right amount of absurdity and just nasty enough, with plenty of cinephile winks to boot. MOURIR OR NOT MOURIR is, according to the makers themselves, “THE OFFICE, but with blood”. Simple, and yet so brilliant!