My villa, my fortress. Many friends and relatives flock to the French province by the sea after the father of the family suffered a stroke. Old conflicts, misunderstandings, inheritance issues and good memories surround the company and break into space.
Despite the high emotional tension between the characters of the film, the tape itself is restrained. Two brothers take care of their father together, arguing about how best to do this. The daughter is burdened with resentment at the patient and does not know what to do with it. In between caring for his father, one of the brothers remembers his creative crisis and his young wife, who is long overdue to let go of the relationship. The girl herself plays with several men at once, apparently, because she just can, and still probably, choosing the best option. On the coast there is a fisherman who since childhood is in love with the daughter of the patient, who in those years was a young beautiful actress. A guy pesters a woman with his courtship, although she is flattered by his attention. The escalating situation is disrupted by street children who are in trouble, who are found by men. So, it would seem, a dying villa on the empty coast takes a second wind. Personally, I was particularly touched by the love story of a fisherman and an actress, a man who was very wise in love and art. Also piercing is the parallel of children and the older generation catching crabs.
