Edmond / Cyrano, My Love

December 1897, Paris. Edmond Rostand is not yet thirty but has already two children and a lot of anxieties. He has not written anything for two years.

Out of desperation, he offers the great Constant Coquelin a new play, a heroic comedy, in verse, for the holidays. Only concern: it is not written yet. Ignoring the whims of actresses, the demands of his Corsican producers, the jealousy of his wife, the love stories of his best friend and the lack of enthusiasm of all those around him, Edmond starts writing this piece in which nobody believes. For now, he has only the title: “Cyrano de Bergerac”.