Émilie-Kiki is twenty-six and loves Tchéky K., fifty-six, her literature professor, married “up to his ears”. A power struggle develops between these two sad clowns which pits youth against knowledge, a no-holds-barred fight to the finish where the background is all too often a cheesy hotel room. “I am not of his world, a maestro of Poetry and its Ritornello, a literature prof and his student, a man cornered by a small blond bombshell, two worlds disfigured by the presence of the other, no I am not of his world and he spends his time reminding me of it too.”