"Memory is like sand in my hand" Agnès Varda

Agnès Varda returns to beaches, which have been important to her since her childhood as she would travel to the seaside every Easter and summer, using her early memories of the coast as a springboard for the film’s meditation on her youth.

Weaving photography, archive footage, scenes from her own films and present-day sequences, Varda takes us on a memorable voyage through her life, during which she confronts the joy of creation and the pain of personal loss, death and ageing.

It is a singular trip played out against the stirring backdrop of the post-war explosion of cultural expression in France. She knew everyone: the French New Wave set, the Black Panthers and even Jim Morrison, who would visit Agnès when he was in Paris.

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