Bombs have exploded and the war is global.

Yet André and Stéphanie won’t give up: tennis is their life, the reason they live – their history. And come what may, they will organise their Open, whatever the cost. Even without rackets, even without balls, by the sheer strength of their faith. They believe in it.

They may even be able to convince Ralph, a guerrilla from the plain, to join them, lay down his weapons, take up his racket once more and try his luck in the final.

Three misfits, playing air tennis in the middle of nowhere, strive to dream – even though life is turning into a farce, even though the world is coming to an end.

Federer as Mad max?

Imagine Waiting for Godot crossed with Tank Girl – a quirky delight.

Advantage Monsieur Lahore!