A road trip with strangers. From out of the gloaming, shapes emerge; suburban visions with all the power of a desert mirage. Are they instances of real magic or of self-fulfilling prophecy? Such a large crowd of spectators cant all be wrong about the heavy sheet that hung in the sky, unsupported, can they? How is it that scenes from a nocturnal fever dream can re-emerge in a simple card trick? And what about the boat that flew? Antoine Cossés cinematic tale of a world-famous magician known only as M blurs the lines between what is real and what is the trick.