Benoît Labourdette presents
An eleven minutes testimony on black background
The kiss 1234567
A perfect family.
One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
Five.
Six.
Seven.
And more.
And others.
So sympathetic.
Everybody.
Meetings.
Diners.
Christmas carols.
Birthdays.
The world is there.
Always.
The family, almost, of which we dream.
Divorces ? Of course.
And then the first grandchild.
The number one.
Divorce, quickly, of his parents.
Benevolence of grandparents,
He calls "Mom" and "Dad".
Family stories...
...not serious in appearance.
An example, a small story, nothing at all.
A story among many others.
When number one is before adolescence,
his uncle, number two, divorce,
and remarried to number three.
Number three, a woman.
In family meetings, number three touches number one.
Number one becomes, in this moments,
the object of number three.
Human beings humans as objects.
Cold, such as metal.
Used, with each other.
Connected, one over the other.
Each must be used for something.
Number one, whose coming had bothered everyone,
should be used.
Incest.
Trivialization of the destruction.
Impeccable family.
Just a small example :
Everything is smooth, everything is beautiful.
Number one tried to speak, but hushed voice.
Back to twelve years old.
Back at number three.
In the middle of the living room, with number one, on the knees.
Number three, that caress.
Number three, who kisses him.
Number three, who kisses him on the mouth.
Number three, who rolls it shovels.
Number one can't do anything.
Everyone sees.
This is just a little story.
Almost everywhere, in a family on two, I think, it's like this.
Number two, who looks.
Number four, the grand mother.
Everything is normal.
She is there, she looks.
Number five.
The mother of number one.
She looks, everything is normal.
Number six, number one's uncle.
He looks, everything is normal.
Number seven, the grand father.
Everything is normal. All is well.
Number seven won't live very long.
Who are these people ? Unaware of their perversion ?
What is this family ?
Like so many other families...
Who are these people ? Who feed themselves from hidden destruction of their children ?
Who are those here ?
You. And me. We. You.
You, who listens. You, yes...
You, who has seen what I've seen.
You, who know everything.
You, who endured, perhaps, what number one has endured.
And what all other numbers have, in fact, endured like him, before...
... during, after.
All the time.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.
Everything must remain beautiful.
It is answered : "It's not serious !".
"Frankly, a little kiss" It is affectionate."
But this is nothing, this kiss, reiterated, from number three to number one,
at the heart of family meetings.
"This is nothing against fathers who rape their daughters for years."
"None of that here ! Oh, you imagine, it is horrible."
"The people who do this..."
"Here, everyone is happy."
The injunction to be happy, despite the abuse.
You, you feel targeted ?
Yes, you are.
Even number one is targeted.
He has suffered.
A victim who can become executioner.
"He suffered no great thing, what to complain about ?"
"There are so many people so most unfortunate !"
"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven."
"So it is easy to say,"
"and then that is something well known, we talk about that at home."
"And then, it does not happen among us."
"And then there are children that fabricate sometimes."
"You saw the trials ?"
"And then this TV..."
"put us these ideas in the head !"
"In our family, there is no problem, everything is fine."
"No! Number one, you doesn't have the right to say it !"
"You imagine evil that you do to your grand mother ?"
"Who is all alone now."
"She has the right to grow old in peace !"
"Number one, number one, calm yourself !"
"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven."
"Everybody love you."
"You always saw things in black."
"You always saw the black things."
"Life is beautiful."
But the number one life is not beautiful.
Nobody can do anything.
Incest, it's not funny.
"And then, there are degrees !"
But there are everywhere.
"Number one, see beautiful things, see."
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.
But number does not succeed.
Number one is dirty.
Number one risks to turn evil.
Number doesn't want to.
Psychoanalysis.
Number one must be treated, and he does it.
"Ah, there, there, these psychoanalysts, they put you those ideas in the head !"
"Here, everything is going well."
And the kiss, the kiss...
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.
It is not to condemn you.
This is just to say.
It is not to make everyone unhappy.
It is not for a two fifty euros prevention !
This is just to say.
Say the suffering, that is all.
Say the truth.
That there is so much everywhere, that everyone hides.
"This is not serious, it was not realized."
"We do not think evil, see ! It is tenderness!"
Come on, can you please now seek, search the internet,
looking, go if you please.
You put: "incest". And then you put: "incestuous climate".
This is obvious stuff, obviously.
You think you don't need to look for, this is well known.
But do you know that rape is not that physical ?
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.
If you please.
Seeks, seeks "incestuous climate".
Seek even just now, only for thirty seconds.
If you please.
"Quiet you, number one ! You harm everyone !"
A kiss, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven times and more !
"It's nothing..." And even if there were no kiss, even less can kill.
A number one more, pretend that everything is fine.
"Number one, quit !"
Seek, seek, if you please.
Number one has nothing to prove :
This kiss... one, two, three, four, five, six, seven,
was forbidden.
please... search the internet
"incest", "incestuous climate"...
history, voice, sound, film Benoît Labourdette
2013