Forty year old Yvon Rance is and always has been a hairdresser. That is his vocation. He is elegant, his hairpiece fits him to a tee and in his native land of Britany he reigns over a small court of grannies, whose loyalties he secures through vast amounts of silver highlighter. But the apple of his eye, his true masterpiece, is only daughter Laetitia, whom he has raised on his own for close to eighteen years. For her, he foresees a spectacular future: she will live over in the local metropolis, where she will be a hairdresser at a third millennium salon. But Laetitia's dreams are somewhat different. She has secretly been going to casting calls and was just selected for a lead role in a feature film… Her life is about to change radically. As far as Yvon is concerned, this is akin to a nuclear cataclysm.