It’s summer on a leisure base in the tougher Paris suburbs. A land of adventures, flirting and transgression for some, a place to hide out or take a break for others. With its beach and its hidden nooks and crannies, it’s like a childhood kingdom waiting to be explored, resonating with the turmoil of today’s society.

The suburbs of Paris are overflowing with natural vacation spots in summer. During this time for relaxation, you can find people looking for an outlet of their feelings. Treasure Island follows the adventures of boys who want to sneak inside the prohibited beach to enjoy the summer. Guillaume Brac opens the story with the phrase “I don’t know anything about treasure” quoting Robert Louis Stevenson, the writer of Treasure Island and describes the world through the eyes of children. Treasure Island is a documentary film, but the leisure time of Paris residents including the immigrants can be extended beyond a simple record. The three boys climb up a majestic hill, the night guard from Guinea protects the confused world, and an Afghanistan immigrant family talks about migration. The fixed camera and the scene described in the wide frame subtly and sentimentally guides us into a small corner of the lost paradise. Brac proves his delicate talent which is never simple, through dull excitement, fear, childlike revolt and extraordinary expression on melancholy. [JANG Byungwon]