synopsizz.

Friends since they were forcefully pushed out into the real world, fresh out of high school, Matthew, a ripe, young Breton who smokes cheap cigarettes and curses the day the Queen was born just to piss off his parents; and Philippe, a native to Paris, who has written a verse for every woman he’s ever known and refuses to sit at the back of a cinema because he wants to witness the images first. This time, at the rim of the Pont Neuf, Philippe, though clad in darker colours, attempts to serve as Matthew’s beacon of light. A beacon of pompous, hedonistic, and ever-criticizing light. As they tower over the Parisian waterway, they try to convince each other that they are both doing the right thing, whether it be jumping off a bridge, or simply living.

and now SHIT i have to write the treatment for it. yet i've no idea how it will end.
lovely, really