Terrain de jeux

Down at the lake, Pierre builds his own little refuge, nailing old leftover pieces of wood together and taping up colourful pieces of cloth. Occasionally, his older brother stops by for a visit. The more his hut grows, the more often a helicopter can be heard circling up in the sky above. Search parties with dogs spread out across the area. Undeterred, Pierre toils away at his sanctuary, while his brother anxiously peers outside. (Berlinale)