

One son, 18 minutes, and every rock his father ever touched.
Robert Paragot, a mountaineering legend, was also a great Bleausard. In addition to his far-flung alpine-style expeditions (the south face of Aconcagua, Tour de Mustagh, Jannu), he is the very image of the modest city dweller who devoted himself passionately to high-level mountaineering. Like any good Parisian climber, Robert Paragot began his climbing career in the Fontainebleau forest. A true rock school where he would open several boulders. His son, Christophe Paragot, paid tribute to him, a year after his death, by climbing all the boulders opened by his father in Fontainebleau in the same day. He tells us about an era, a spirit, an emblematic place through his memories and some delightful anecdotes. Far from spectacular images and sporting exploits, this film speaks of a passion, a story of climbing that was made accessible to all. In memory of a great name in mountaineering who, from the modest blocks of the forest, climbed to the highest peaks in the world.
Cinematography
Forest light that feels borrowed from memory.
Direction
Bellorini trusts silence more than spectacle.
Writing
Christophe's anecdotes land like inherited heirlooms.
Director
Clément Bellorini
Trivia, insights & behind the scenes
Robert Paragot's 1958 first ascent of Jannu's north face remained unrepeated for 28 years, yet he never spoke of it at the boulders.
Fontainebleau's 'Bleausards' cultivated deliberately anti-heroic ethics—no grades published, no sponsors, just the problem and the forest. This film is practically their scripture.
No ratings yet
Sign in to join the discussion — comments are spoiler-gated to your watch progress.
Discussion starters