There are no Whales in France is a filmic essay, set in a sleeping vacation village in the North of France. The filmmaker takes you with her on a personal search for peace and quietness. Her search for serenity bears witness to her confusion. She uses the camera as a tool to try and get an understanding about her surroundings. Her visual walks are accompanied by a correspondence between the filmmaker and an actress, musing about hope, getting grip, about changes and borders, about film.