A year after she shot her first movie, here Mlle. Guy is, shooting five boys playing around the rocks of a river rapids. One of the commenters on the IMDb wonders if the youngsters knew what was going on, as if the camera crew consisted of Alice wandering about the forest, spotting them, whipping out her IPhone -- Android not having been developed in the 19th Century -- and then sneaking away to share her ill-gotten intellectual gains with her corporate masters.
In fact, someone would have noticed an appropriate site, an hour would be chosen for correct light or reflectors dragged in and a cameraman and his equipment would come in and set up, do some testing to make sure the shoot would work. Then Mademoiselle Guy -- or perhaps, given that she was in charge, Madame -- would tell the boys to get in the water and play, but stay in that area.
Then they would shoot it again in case it came out better. And come back tomorrow, boys, in case the film we develop in the lab isn't as good as we'd like.
