THE NAKED
In a rusted riverside city where the sky never clears, a young woman drifts through neon bars and empty streets, pursued by a faceless version of herself that may or may not be real. LE NU follows one feverish night in her life as industrial smokestacks and sodium‑green alleys become fragments of a fractured mind. The film moves from docu‑style wanderings to increasingly claustrophobic close‑ups, echoing French New Wave dislocation and 60s noir paranoia. The boundary between observer and observed erodes: reflections stutter and time loops back on itself. The revelation is not who is chasing her, but which version of herself survives when the mask comes off.
