I wanted the double-take to come from the collision of ice and life — a seed vault is about preservation, but I didn't want coldness. The Ket-Neapolitan fusion gives us warmth in a frozen place, the Mediterranean sun carried in her bones. The botanical armor on her shoulder makes her both archivist and artifact. For Cannes, this is the scientist-goddess who would premiere a film about humanity's last hope — but she's not grieving. She's confident. The seeds will grow again. She knows. — Volt