The coronavirus epidemic has re-formed the duo Semoun and Dubosc. In a short necessary minute put on images on Twitter, a little in the disillusioned manner of a Desproges, the two humorists evoked by projecting themselves into the future, in a tone as nostalgic as amused, the good old days of confinement.
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Leaning on the kitchen table, a cup of coffee in his hand, a half smile on his lips, Élie Semoun opens the dialogue of a question of an old combatant: “Tell me, Franck. Do you remember this epidemic of 2020? ” Franck Dubosc's answer is abrupt: "No!"
Elie Semoun talks with Franck Dubosc about the time of confinement Screenshot
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Semoun immediately helps his friend's failing memory: "But if you remember, they had confined us for two years". The facetious Patrick Chirac of Camping finally remembers. After a few pikes on the difference between an epidemic and a pandemic, the two swashbuckers shine their memories: the masks worn for six months during deconfinement, the handshakes with the elbow, the hugs with the knees, the nursing staff applauded ... As in the kitchen of the Tontons flingueurs , the film from an entire era now gone is shown. Each evocation is punctuated by a nihilistic antiphrase: "and after, nothing more ...".
However, a spark will spring from their memory. A few moments of happiness return. Franck Dubosc throws everything in jitters: "Eight months of confinement, what could we have fucked!". But stealthy, like life, like the coronavirus, this eroticism too has fizzled out. It's Semoun, who almost unhappy, says the last word: "And yeah, and after ... And after ..."
Semoun and Dubosc's confinement sketch
